I have to rip off this blog silence bandaid. The truth is I have a whole lot to say. It’s just the sitting down and getting it right that plagues my ability, the dissection of perfection keeps me from connecting, from hitting publish, from letting go and harnessing the magic inside that is me. This is something that countless others have said and I’m going to repeat it here. Be yourself. Be your true self. Be-YOU-tiful. Be fucking you (the version that speaks to me). It’s the wholehearted truth. And the universe is relentless in sending this lesson because I haven’t fully gotten it yet, it’s not embodied. When I finally recognize this one coming at me, I groan thinking, “Shit, really?!…