This time of year is often a time when many of us are questioning our relationship with alcohol. Considering taking a break. But for many of us, changing our relationship with alcohol can feel really overwhelming, so I wanted to share my biggest tips for starting your sobriety journey.

I had my last sip of alcohol on December 31, 2020. 3 years ago. I was at my parent’s house, in Cleveland Ohio, drinking a glass of white wine while sitting on their couch. I don’t remember much about that moment other than the wine was a little too warm, didn’t taste good, and something in me knew I needed to be dumped out.

I stood up, walked over to the kitchen sink, poured it out, kissed everyone an early good night, and went to bed. That was the last drink I’d ever have.

An uneventful moment. No rock bottom. No big sobering moment. No big thought-out plan around giving up alcohol for good.

In fact, at the time, I had no intention of that being my “last drink”. Which I think happens more often than not. It’s like the last time you pick your child up before their too big to be held in your arms. You don’t realize it’s the last time until the moment is long gone.

When we returned home to Chicago the next day I decided to start “dry January”. I had taken “breaks” from alcohol before. A month or two off here or there, but I’d always go back.

I did that for years (almost a decade). Moderation. Managing. Drinking heavily in December. None in January. Breaks before or after a vacation, but a lot on it. And honestly, it was exhausting. A mental mind game.

Deep down I think I had known for years that I didn’t want to drink anymore, but it was so intertwined in my life, and everyone I knew drank, so quitting felt extreme.

Like I was the problem, not alcohol.

I just couldn’t handle it the way others could. That somehow hangovers hit me harder. That other people could “bounce back” easier.

I thought I just needed to learn how to handle it better.

And I think that’s when it hit me. There was nothing else in my life that I made excuses for. That I ate/drank that made me feel awful, but I kept doing it, becuase everyone else did.

So when January was done…I decided to give it another week. Then another. Then another month, and another. And here we are almost 3 years later.

Here are my some of my biggest tips for starting your sobriety journey.

• Trust your intuition

You are going to have so many moments when you doubt yourself. Change is really hard. Our minds love the familiar, even if it’s not good for us. What’s the saying….the devil you know is better than the devil you don’t. Even though many of us know that life without alcohol would feel better on so many levels, the thought of beginning that journey is really scary. The fear of failure, how it will change you, your relationships, if you have the will power.

It forces us to come face to face with so many things we’ve chosen to ignore, and that alone can feel really scary.

So learning to trust your intuition, to allow that inner voice to be louder than your fear is critical.

• You owe NO ONE an explanation, no one

Change is hard. Especially for other people when you change. Your friends and family, for better or worse are used to you being a certain way. Acting a certain way. Being a certain way. So when you change, it’s going to ruffle some feathers. It just will.

But know that other people’s uncomfortableness with you changing has nothing to do with you. And everything to do with them.

So share your decision proudly. Without any need for approval, or undersatnding. Know that the only one you owe an explenation to is the person looking back at you in the mirror.

If you find yourself in a conversation where you’re having to “explain” yourself, keep is short and sweet and give yourself permission to exit the conversation. Remember right now your mental health during these early days is more important than anything else.

• Take it one day at a time

One event at a time. One holiday at a time. One vacation at a time. One girl’s night out a time.

When we start thinkng too far in advance it can feel overwhelming. So just take it one day at a time. Nothing has to be “black and white”. Give yourself permission and grace to ease into this new lifestyle without the pressure of “what happens when….”.

The thing is, the anticipation of these moments is always way bigger than the actual moment itself. And the more “little wins” (dinners out, girls nights, etc) you have behind you, the more confident you become and the easier it gets. So go gently. It’s healthy and expected to feel anxious about new social situations, but you are stronger than your fear. You’ve got this.

• Have a plan

A drink you’ll order at your first dinner out (I love the simplicity of sparkling water with a lime). An exit plan if you start to feel uncomfortable at an event. New traditions to mark holidays and birthdays. The simple step of thinking it through, anticipating how you’re going to feel, and having a plan in place so you’re acting intentionally rather than reacting in the moment.

• Reward yourself

It’s funny how in the beginning sobriety can feel like deprivation. What you’re “loosing”. Having to give up. But in reality, once you get going, you realize it’s so much more about what you’re now able to ADD IN to your life. The extra hours in the day you find. The extra energy you feel. The extra money in your pocket. The extra health benefits you experience.

But in the beginning, the rewards haven’t begun to “snowball” yet, so reward yourself. In big and small. I remember when I first became sober I took all the money I would have used towards bottles of wine and started getting monthly massages. Celebrate the milestones, the victoires, the first holiday or girls night out. This is a big deal. Let it feel that way by giving yourself some extra love and support during this season.

• Be Honest

WIth yourself, and with your friends and family. Don’t be afraid to say how you truly feel, even if it ruffles some feathers.

This past fall I had to have a hard conversation with my extended family that holidays in our home were going to be alcholol free. It may not sound like a big deal, but telling my parents that they couldn’t have a glass of wine on Christmas day in our home took me 3 years to say. It was really important to me that our home be alcohol free on the holidays (for a lot of reasons), but it felt like I was putting my needs/wishes in front of everyone else’s. And I was. But it’s also my home, and my children’s home, and it was a conscious choice I made a while ago that meant a lot to me – even if it took me almost 3 years to be able to voice it.

All to say that this is not easy. Your decision will have ripple effects, on all of your relationships. But that doesn’t mean you don’t do it.

Many of us are used to keeping peace on the outside, while we allow a war to rage inside. When we aren’t honest about our needs or who we are, we begin to wage a war inside ourselves and it eats us a life. Give yourself the gift of honesty, and have faith that the peace you then feel inside, will spread.

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If you’re at all considering taking a break from alcohol, it’s likely deep down you already know what you want. But sometimes taking the first step is the hardest part.

Huge life changes like this can feel overwhelming and scary, but I promise you, life without alcohol is so much better than you could even imagine.

It makes life more vibrant. Moments more sacred and real. Relationships stronger. Your mind more present and aware.

You have one chance at this life. Just one. And it goes by so damn fast. How you use your time here is up to you. It’s never too late to change. To start a new way of living.

And it only takes on thing….YOU.

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If you’re looking for more support starting your sobriety journey, here are a few other resources I found helpful.

• The book “Quit Like a Woman“, but Holly Wittacker. JP gifted this to me during my “dry January” when I was questioning sobriety, and it really opened my eyese
• My friend, Suzanne, has an incredible support group, the Sober Mom Life” and a podcast where she connects with women each week to give support around sobriety and all the dynamics that come with it.
• I wrote a blog post a few years ago answering some of your questions around friends, if JP drinks, how I handle night’s out and other questions

The house is quiet.  Kids still asleep. The sun not quite up yet.  It’s January first and I’m sitting here trying to wax some poetic stream of consciousness about this past year, what it meant, and what I learned.

So me.  Wanting to wrap things up in a bow.  Make sense of things.  Have some type of order to what felt like a whirlwind year.  To find the deeper meaning.  To feel like I have a plan for the year to come. 

It can be so easy this time of year to feel this urge to reflect.  To make sense of our world and our experiences this year.  To put some stake in the ground about who we are, and who we’re becoming.  

It makes us in some way feel more “in control” of the world around us.  When in fact, any type of control is just an illusion.

And while I think reflection and intention setting can be a wonderful thing, I also have seen how it creates a sense of anxiety and pressure in so many of us. 

This never-ending desire to change, grow, become.  

That somehow who we are and what we’ve achieved this year wasn’t quite enough, and next year we’re going to conquer the world.  Drink only green juice, wake before the kids, organize our closets and start that new business.

And while having goals and aspirations are important.  I have a sense that if you’re reading this, having goals isn’t a problem.  I sense that you have many and, for most of your life, have always achieved them.  

That you’ve been rewarded by pushing harder, by not stopping, not quitting.

So I offer something to us both.  Me and you.

What if instead this year we didn’t try to achieve or become, but rather just allowed ourselves to simply be.  Trusting that the universe, god, spirit (whatever you call it) will lead us to where we need to be, what we need to do, to what we need to say.  

That we don’t need to push, but rather allow ourselves to be pulled. To sit back. Take a deep breath and allow ourselves to fall into the unknown of this year. 

Without gripping or goal setting.  Without pushing. But instead, with faith.

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There is a word that’s part of the eight limbs of yoga, Santosha.  In the most simple of terms it translates to contentment.  That word has been coming up for me a lot the past few months.  This feeling of contentment.  Of enoughness.  

As someone who is a constant seeker — wanting to do/see/experience more and more and more — my need for experience, is unquenchable.  This word, contentment, feels like vinegar going down for me.  There is so much to see and do in this one short lifetime, idling in contentment feels contrary to what I believe.

And yet, my inner knowing is telling me that this year is about balancing my yin with my yang.  My own desire to push with a need to be pulled.  To let be, rather than do.  

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As far as this past year, I’m personally exhausted.  As I know many of us are.  

My head and heart feeling this need for deep rest.  Not sleep.  But rest.  Awake and aware but restful, peaceful. 

If I were an old oak tree, this year would have been my year growing deep roots. No beautiful new branches, fruit, or leaves. Just roots. 

Slow and steady and unwitnessed. Below the surface.

It wasn’t a sexy year.  In fact this year I think I failed more than I succeeded.  It felt like all of my projects or goals were an uphill battle that never quite came to fruition.  We never found our dream home out west (or I should say haven’t found it “yet”), I didn’t find my purpose, write the book, or conquer the world.

But I traveled a lot. Solo. And with those I love. I took weeks out of the year to work on my personal development (which felt wildly indulgent and selfish in the moment, but I think my biggest catalyst of change). I prioritized my health. I reinvested in motherhood. I worked on my marriage. My sense of self. And my faith. I read, got out in nature, meditated, watched more sunrises and sunsets than I have in all my years combined. I read, drank a shit ton of tea, invested in new friendships, and most importantly, I got to know myself this year.

I may not have “achieved” a lot this year, but I FELT a lot. Without numbing. Without avoiding or suppressing. Without holding back and for that I feel really proud.

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As I sit here now, about to go wake the kids so we can go camping (lord help me), thinking about the year to come, I don’t have any grandiose words of advice or some big thought for the year.

But I am taking this word, contentment, with me. To find more peace. More ease. Less pushing and forcing. And instead more allowing. Simply being.

I think later this week I’ll write out some thoughts, goals, and intentions for 2024. Maybe even create a new vision board.

And then I’m setting it down.

Letting go of how I think things “should” go or any timeline I have.

If I’ve learned anything this year it’s that everything is out of our control. Everything.

The only thing we truly have control over is our thoughts, in this very moment. Right here and now. And that while planning for the future is beautiful, what’s even more important is being present to the life in front of us, right now.

My wish and my hope for all of us, myself included, is simply more presence. Permission to not worry or plan for tomorrow, but rather to find contentment, Santosha, in today.

Because if we’re not careful, we’ll miss it. And this life is too damn good to miss.

Wishing you all health, peace, and contentment in the year to come.

xoxo

….2023 in photos

Last weekend, we moved from our little beach house two blocks from the ocean, to a home in the Santa Monica mountains. 

We moved for a lot of reasons.  Some I feel good about, and others I’m still trying to wrap my mind around.  My heart is filled with a lot of emotions, about way too many things, that I’ll save for another day. 

The bottom line is, right now, I know nothing.  Except that our dream is to call California home forever.  And knowing that with certainty feels really good.  

But besides that, there are only two other things about this move that I know for certain.  One, our family needed more space.  We have that now.  And two, I miss the Ocean. Deeply.  

And right now, there’s no way to marry the two.  Instead, both coexist, simultaneously.  Heartache and loss for something I let go of and excitement and hope for something new.  

Yes. And.  

Me, as a parent, doing the thing I believe is best for our kids and our family as a whole.  And I, as an individual,  missing the ocean and the life we created there.  Two very different needs.  Two parallel lines running alongside each other, never crossing.  Simply coexisting.  Some things don’t have solutions.  They just simply are.  

This move felt like that.  It just is.    

I drove down to the beach yesterday with JP (we live about 20 minutes from Malibu Beach now).  I put my feet in the Ocean and felt an immediate pull at my heart.  I looked over to him and asked “How can I be homesick already for a place that I hardly called home.”

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Even though we were only in Manhattan Beach for 13 months, it very much felt like “home” to me.  More than any other place I’ve lived.  And although I didn’t have a big community there, and to be honest, hardly any friends, I never once felt lonely.  Instead, I felt as though I belonged.  I felt safe there.

So much happened for me personally while living by the beach.  So much loss.  Figuratively and literally.  Shedding of old identities.  Letting go of physical things like our home and all our belongings.  Friendships.  Routines.  Communities.  Habits.  My uterus.  

So much was shed this year, and all the while, this place was my sanctuary.  And for that, I will always be grateful.  Our little house by the beach was my reprieve.   

In many ways, our move from Chicago to California last summer felt easier than this one.  I think because I was ready to leave the Midwest.  Our time there felt complete.  So although it was physically challenging and stressful setting up a new life out west, there was also confidence and ease I felt within.  A knowing that this was where we now belonged.  

Leaving the beach feels different.  I wasn’t ready.  My time there didn’t feel complete. 

I joked with our kids recently that this year felt like my “gap year”.  You know, the year off between high school and college when you’re not sure what you’re doing with your life so you take a year “off” to soul search, travel, volunteer, work, whatever.  In some ways, this was that year for me.  A year to push pause on real life and just simply be.  With no plan. No answers.  Just existing.  

Since moving into our new home last week, it feels a little like coming back from that gap year away.  Reality setting back in.  As if my parents are going to walk into my room and ask me what I’m doing with my life.

Our movers delivered a few boxes of things we had in storage that we brought with us from Chicago but didn’t have room for in our beach house.  Going through the boxes was like unearthing a ghost from the past.  A lifetime ago.  A world, and a person, I hardly even recognized.  

Almost all of it went to Goodwill. 

It’s wild how much you can change in a year if you let yourself.  

As of today, the boxes are almost all unpacked and I’m sitting down, with a cup of tea of course, at my new desk, in my new office.

I opened my computer, a blank new Google doc, and at the top of the page dared to write the words I’ve been dreading for a year….

Now what…?

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The reason I’m sharing this with all of you now isn’t necessarily to talk about our move or how ungracefully I’m navigating this transition.  We’ll be fine.  (In fact, we’ll be more than fine).

Rather to share how I navigate moments of transition.  When things feel uncertain.  When my thinking is foggy and my internal compass is off.

We all have moments like this.  

In fact, I believe so many of us find ourselves in a moment like that now.  Whether it’s a move, a new relationship, a career, or just simply the close of the summer season.  So many of us find ourselves in a season of transition.

In these moments, when things feel ungrounded, new, and uncertain, it can be so easy for us to want to focus on what’s directly in front of us.  

To control things on the outside, in hopes to feel a little more control on the inside.  

So we hyperfocus on our kids, our schedules, our homes, our bodies.  We get caught up in the swirl of busying ourselves, fixing, and controlling.

Keeping our minds and bodies constantly busy, rather than sitting and staying in the uncomfortable feelings of uncertainty. 

Our home currently feels like a mess.  I have no idea where the closest grocery store is and my kids are just outside my office window arguing on the trampoline we just overspent on to make their lives magical.

Instead of listening to my mind tell me all the things I need to be doing, like breaking up the fight between my kids, organizing closets, and figuring out the new fall school schedule…

I do the opposite.  

I know enough to know that I can’t trust my mind in moments like this.  

Instead, I step away from everything, find a place I can just be, and give myself a moment to feel.  Not think.  Just feel. 

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Today that meant going into my office, and pulling out a big easel pad, you know the “post-it” note kind that is huge and sticks on the wall.  I found one in our move.  So I pulled it out, grabbed a thick black Sharpie and at the very top o the page wrote.

So what the fuck am I going to do now? 

And I mean it in all seriousness.  What am I doing?  

Am I leading more meditation groups, am I hosting another retreat, am I (ever) finishing this book? 

I have no clue.  And when I feel this way.  When I know enough to know that I know nothing.  I step back and do nothing.

Rather than trying to force answers, I ask myself this one simple question…

What feels true for me, right now?

And the answers came flying in.

A need to feel grounded

A need to process this year   To put it into words.  What happened to me and how I’ve changed

A yearning to be creative 

A yearning for community

A yearning to no longer feel a drift

A yearning to belong

To feel worthy.  To feel loved.  To feel enough

And when my list felt complete I asked myself the next simplest question I could.

So what do you want to do about it….

I want to write.  Every day.  

I want a new morning routine in this space that includes meditating, walking and writing

I want to deepen my meditation practice

I want to tune into something outside of myself

I want to let my inhibitions go

I want to stop limiting myself

I want to stop feeling unworthy

I want to start having some fucking fun and not take it all so seriously

I want to ENOY this life

I want to trust and have faith that this is EXACTLY where I’m meant to be when I’m meant to be.

I want to like myself.  Like really like myself.  To feel good about myself.

And when that list felt complete, I put the big chunky Sharpie down, hung the two Post-it notes on the wall and stood back, and just stared.

So then that’s what we’ll do.

The logistics of what any of that means, I don’t have the slightest.  Nor do I need to.  Life/the universe/whatever will figure the rest out.

All I have to do is focus on what feels true, right now, in this moment.  

And then listen. 

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A friend of mine from Manhattan Beach sent me a text the other day that I loved. She said…

“nothing is forever unless we chose for it to be.”

So while right now I can’t quite see the full picture of where our family is landing.  And I once again feel as though I’m adrift and searching for a place to call home. 

I know this is not forever.

Nothing is.  Not this home.  This relationship.  The career you find yourself in.  The body you’re in.  This role as a mother, father, sister, or brother.  This moment in time… 

Nothing is forever.

Unless we chose for it to be.

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And on a side note, for what it’s worth, I have to say that I am so damn proud of our family. A year ago we moved out west, not knowing a soul, and honestly not really knowing anything about life out here. We moved here blindly. And hands down all of us had our best year yet. The kids thrived in school, made great new friends, excelled in their activities, grew closer as siblings, and gained a new sense of confidence. JP grew personally and professionally and our marriage is closer now than ever. Me, I’m still figuring it out, but I would say that this has been my personal hardest, yet equally the most wonderful, happy, and peaceful year I’ve ever had.

And as far as Manhattan Beach goes, it will go down as my favorite place I’ve ever lived, and I have no doubt we’ll live here again soon. I think the thing that surprised me the most here was the people. I don’t know if it was just me, and the state I was in, but I met the warmest, friendliest people here. Even more so than the Midwest. And for that, I will always be grateful.

Going through old photos from the year and of course, now feeling emotional about how good this town was to us. Not sad it’s over, grateful it happened.

A few of my favorite moments….

I’m sitting on the plane ride home from Mexico, where I attended the advanced meditation retreat with Joe Dispenza, trying to take in everything that happened this week.  I’ve received an overflow of questions from all of you about this work, what I’m doing here, Joe Dispenza, and just overall this experience, so I thought I’d share it all here.

I’ve been familiar with Dr. Joe Dispenza’s work for a while, but to be honest, was never really a practitioner of his meditations.  Historically I’ve practiced more of a mindfulness style of meditation, and Joe Dispenza’s style is very particular (not necessarily good or bad, just took some time to adjust to his style). But I’ve always been intrigued by his work, was looking to deepen my meditation practice and took a gamble and signed up for the advanced meditation retreat with Joe Dispenza.

The retreat that I was on was the week-long Advanced Retreat. In order to come on the retreat you have to complete his progressive program (which is included in the retreat package). So whether you’re brand new to his work and/or meditation in general, you come feeling prepared and with a base understanding of the concepts. So this work, and a retreat like this, is truly open and available to anyone willing to put in the work (so don’t let the language of “advanced” intimidate you).

My overall experience

I’ve been trying to think of a way to describe what it was that I felt or experienced this week.  If I had to sum it up in a word or two, I’d say it felt like an overflowing of love, peace, and ecstasy. As if I was being held by something larger than me.

I’ve experienced this before in my meditations and in other moments of my life.  Watching the sunset over the Pacific, moments with JP and the kids where my heart of overwhelmed with love.  But this was uniquely different.

It didn’t come from any external stimulus.  There was no sunset, no innocent child being held in my arms, no awe inspiring scenergy. Instead, I was on the hard floor of a cold, dark ballroom with little to no stimulus at all.  And the feeling came from within me.  And not just a little.  An unmeasurable amount.  

As cheesy as it may sound so those of you reading this now, I had many (not just one, but several) meditations, moments (with my eyes open/closed, walking/sitting) where I felt as though I was being held by the Devine and my whole body was radiating with an energy I’ve never felt.  I found myself weeping uncontrollably with no idea why.

The feeling lasted as I’d get up and leave the ballroom, walk to dinner, or go back to my room.  Finding myself walking with a new cadence, smiling, my heart open and elevated.  I have no way to describe it other than every color seemed a little brighter, more coincidences and alignments occurring all around me, and every sensation heightened.  I felt more aline and aware.  Of everything.  And my heart was overflowing with gratitude.  

Not gratitude for something external.  That things were all of a sudden perfect in my life and all my worries disappeared.  Rather it was as if everything in the outside world was somehow quiet.  No longer gripping me.  As if I were standing still.  Everything around me was blurred and moving and swirling.  Life still happening.  Yet I was there in the middle of the swirl, grounded, clear, calm.  Present.  And my body could relax into the energy around me.  I was being carried.  

I know this phrase can be sort of cliche, but the advanced meditation retreat with Joe Dispenza truly was a life-changing week. Worth every penny and every amount of time, and energy it took to make it happen.

What you’re actually learning

(I want to be clear that these are not my concepts, but rather what Dr. Joe Dispenza was teaching us, so much of this language is literally his.  I’m paraphrasing in some places to simplify the concepts, but this is 100% his work and his teachings)

Everything is energy.  Everything.  You, me, this computer I’m typing on, the chair you’re sitting on while reading this.  It’s all just energy.

There are different levels of energy.  The highest vibration (which can’t see with our eyes) being source, down to the slowest frequency (which we can see), matter.  But it’s still all just energy.

Your personality creates your personal reality.  Meaning what you think say and feel determines not only who you are but also your experience in this life. It literally creates your reality.  So if you think you’re unhappy, you will be.  If you think you can’t meditate, you won’t.  But if you believe you are healthy, if you believe you are abundant, strong, capable, unlimited – you will be.

So if we want to change our personal reality, we have to be willing to change our personality.  In other words, nothing changes if we don’t change.

95% of what we think, say, do feel, is an unconscious set of beliefs that we aren’t even aware of.  They’ve become so programmed, so ingrained in us, that we aren’t truly consciously aware of what we think/feel.

When we wake in the day (almost all of us) begin to immediately think about our problems.  What we have to do that morning of that day.  How we’re late.  Have to take the dog out for a walk.  And our mind begins thinking about our past. But by becoming conscious of those subconscious thoughts/behaviors/feelings, we can begin to create a new reality.

You’re also learning a lot about the science behind this work and the truly groundbreaking transformations people are having. Dr. Joe and his team now have the largest database in the world on the effects of meditation on the body. They have hosted over 42 events worldwide, and are collecting data at each of these events (you can apply to be a part of the study when you register).

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What you can expect

• The days are long.  You are starting anywhere from 4-6 am, and are ending between 7-8 pm every evening.  You have several breaks (an hour and a half for breakfast/lunch, and 30 minutes here or there).  But for the most part, you’re in a huge auditorium/ballroom.

• The mediations are pretty long too.  They last anywhere from 30-90 minutes.  Which sounds like a long time, but they move quickly.  Dr. Joe is amazing at moving you through the different parts of the meditation with music and cadence changes, so they don’t feel as long as they are.  The last 15-20 minutes of the meditation have you lying on the floor completely and drifting off. Which I LOVED.  It really gave you a chance to integrate the practice into your mind/body.  Think of it like savanna at the end of a yoga practice. (You’re also highly encouraged to bring lots of pillows/blankets/eye masks/etc to make yourself more comfortable.  And everyone does.  It essentially looks like one big sleepover.  As x says, comfort is queen.

• There were just shy of 2,000 people, which sounds crazy.  But it was such a well-oiled machine that it never felt overwhelming.  You’re divided into groups and for the most part, move with your group.  The staff is incredible and handles all the logistics smoothly.  Each night you’re sent a message about where you’ll be sitting in the ballroom, where you’ll be eating when to be where, and how to prepare.  So there is never this feeling of I’m not sure where/when I’m supposed to be, or like you’re in a sea of people.  
• From all over the world, and all walks of life. There were over 72 different countries represented in the audience. Ranging in cultures, religion, age (as young as 12 and some in their 70s). Rich, poor. healthy and sick.
• There are walking meditations, sitting, and standing. You meditate 3 times a day
• Joe Dispenza in person is phenomenal.  I told JP it was like listening to one long TED talk for the week when you didn’t want to miss a word. He uses humor, warmth, personal stories, and of course an incredible amount of groundbreaking data that makes all the information easy to digest and truly comprehend

Overall the advanced meditation retreat with Joe Dispenza was more impactful, fun, and transformational than I could have predicted.  I had a feeling it was going to be really good.  But I had no idea just how good it would feel.

I’ll also add that I went on this retreat completely solo.  I didn’t know a soul there and I’m so glad I went on my own.  Everyone I met was so friendly and warm.  I never felt “alone”.  I very much felt a part of the community.  It also forced me to sit next to, meet, and connect with vastly different people that I wouldn’t have otherwise had the opportunity in my day-to-day life.  I chose to eat most of my meals on my own.  Sitting and enjoying my meal with no phone, no book, just slowly eating, mindfully taking it all in (which I don’t know in my day-to-day life if I really do). 

If you’re at all interested in bettering your life, in any way. Whether that’s with your health, freedom, relationships, or abundance, I can’t think of a better investment.

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If you’re interested in learning more about Dr. Joe Dispenza’s work but aren’t quite ready to jump into a week-long Advanced Retreat, he has a wide variety of other resources. His books, Becoming Supernatural, and Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself (a little easier to digest than Becoming Supernatural, but not quite as much up-to-date science) are great tools. He also has a wide variety of meditations. I love his set of morning/evening meditations and are an easy entry.