How are you raising your floor?
Elevating your minimum standard for the life you are living?
Earlier this week, I felt like I was drifting. I had space in my calendar, and it felt strange.
Of course, I knew I wouldn’t have to try too hard to fill the space - we all have a never-ending to-do list - but this week wasn’t about ticking off checklists. It wasn’t about productivity or performance. It was about presence.
I felt like I was drifting because I’m still in the process of integrating my future self. I’m also deconditioning from the way the outside world has taught most of us to be.
I’ve been caught in the productivity trap for a long time. That consistent belief that I always needed to be doing something. That somehow my worth was tied to what I spent my time "doing", not who I was "being".
I can see now that I’m slowly shattering that myth. By creating intentional space in my calendar, I’ve allowed myself time to contemplate, to play, to reconnect with myself, and to re-ignite my spark for exploring the wonder of life on this earth.
In creating that space, I’ve started to see how I allow new things - things that are good for me - to come in.
On Tuesday, I recived an invite to an intimate networking event at someone’s home on Thursday, and that evening of connection and conversation reawakened something in me that had been dormant for a long time.
A deeper zest for play and fun.
I’ve been in a world of productivity and performance for so long that somewhere along the way, I lost my lightness. My laughter. The art of doing nothing. The joy of being present and in awe of the world around me.
Raising my floor to access my future self required me to let go of both of my board roles. They didn’t align with the future I wanted to create, and I hadn’t realised how much holding onto a misaligned path was impacting my wellbeing.
It took several ego deaths before I was fully able to let go.
Thoughts of how I might be hindering future opportunities plagued my mind.
I felt discomfort in walking away from environments where I was valued and needed.
I had to release the guilt of letting others down.
I had to let go of the old belief that keeping others happy was more important than honouring myself.
What I thought was just difficulty in stepping away due to a sense of responsibility was actually an exercise in observing how often I abandon myself to fulfil obligations that no longer feel aligned.
Raising the floor to access my future self has felt brutal in many ways - and I understand why. I’m shattering my ego, piece by piece.
This surrender wasn’t just about contribution. It was also about the significance I received from being the one who contributes. These board roles gave me credibility in the eyes of others. And in a fickle world, just “being” you often doesn’t feel like enough.
But that’s the path I’m on now.
The one that sheds the layers of ego that had me choosing service from a place of self-abandonment.
And instead, choosing service from a place of self-love.
The conversations I had on Thursday night reminded me that I am choosing the pathway of love. And in doing so, I can be a contribution without depleting myself.
That’s what I’m using the space in my calendar to explore - remembering what it feels like to adventure and play, and to let what I love be revealed through a journey of exploration.
I know now that I wouldn’t be able to let the world reveal my love unless I was first willing to show myself love.
To stop abandoning myself.
To learn how to both give and receive my own love.
As the week ended, I noticed something clearly. The power of those who show up in love - and those who don’t.
I had a pretty crappy experience with a doctor this week. He became a powerful mirror for who I don’t want to be.
He lacked empathy, compassion, and love for his patients. His eyes were cold, dead inside, and he seemed trapped in a system that’s forgotten what it means to be human.
While the experience itself was awful, I look back now with absolute clarity. I must show up in love.
Love for who I am.
Love for what I do.
Love for the difference I know I can make.
And love for the people I work and play with.
It’s simple really.
When you love yourself, others, and the work you do - it shows.
It’s felt long before you open your mouth to speak.
That’s the kind of impact I want to have.
To play my part in making this a world that acts from love, not fear.
As I create space in my calendar and contemplate who I’m becoming, the work I do, and how I do it, the thread that must flow through all of it is love.
This is what I’m remembering:
That the most radical thing we can do is live from love.
Not the kind we chase.
The kind we are.
May this be your reminder.
May love stir quietly within you.
And may it guide the way forward - from the inside out.
Keep going and keep growing.
Love Glin x
P.S. Three things I'm grateful for this week:
1. LinkedIn Community
The response to my post about my crappy experience with the doctor was met with a powerful wave of support from the community. It reminded me of the strength that comes from asking for help, and the beauty of being open to receive it.
2. Light Dao Networking Event
Since moving to the Sunny Coast, I’ve been wanting to find a tribe of conscious entrepreneurs, big global thinkers with heart. This evening connected me with some incredible humans doing amazing things in the world. It’s wild what aligns and arrives when you align first.
3. Time for myself to be and do nothing
At the start of the week, I felt like I was drifting. But by the end, I could see what integration really looks like, and the quiet realisation that I’m on the right path. I’m deepening my love for the work I do and the people I walk alongside. We’re negotiating with ourselves daily, and the more I do the inner work, the more potent the results I see in my outer work.
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