Word of the day, funkalicious. (In case you haven’t noticed, I dig the “licious” words). Anyway…not sure if it’s the changing of the seasons, all the recent deaths that have taken place of friends of friends, or just a general melancholy vibe, but I have been FUNKY. And it’s not just me. It seems to be a lot of my friends, my mom, my sister and several co-workers. What is up with that?

I’m not sure what the cause is. But I do know that I’m coming to terms with being OK, just BEing where I’m at. And if that’s building funky sandcastles, then so be it. I’ve done a lot of work this past year around accepting my dark side. I’m an optimistic, free spirited, sunshine-y kinda person, so when the clouds roll on in, sometimes I’m uncomfortable. I’m working on accepting that sometimes we just feel funky! There’s nothing major bothering me. Just a general sense of funk, mixed with a dash of overwhelm, and a pinch of uncertainty? Unassuredness? Unknowingness? I don’t know what to call that last feeling, but it’s pretty crappy too!

What has helped was working on my 1-year vision. I was super-funked out on Tuesday. On top of that my stomach freaked out after I ate lunch, and that’s never a good thing. (I wondered though, did my tummy freak, cuz I was funky, or was that a random coincidence?). So I’m in an amazing 1 year coaching boot camp (we’re called the Conscious Creators) and I love the format and energy I feel from the other boot campers. We’re all totally supportive of each other’s goals and it’s nice to have the accountability, yet different than 1 on 1 coaching.

So I wrote my 1-year vision (which was my “homework” and I gotta say, if even half of the stuff on that list comes true, look out! We’re talking one hell of a year. See, just talking about it is helping to shift my mindset. Maybe the funk is really just from the barometric pressure changing, like my mom always used to say. She’s so funny like that.

Whatever the reason for the “funks”, I’m gonna let it roll thru the weekend and then come Monday, I’m back to kickin’ ass and taking names and that includes anyone named Funky Funkerstein! I do know that when I focus my attention on what I DO want, my mood lifts and my funkiness wanes.

How do you deal with the funks? What helps you to accept it and then to shift out of it?

We got the funk,
Kam