…and guess what? Looking good is not so great. Sure you can “look good” — say the “right” thing (whatever that is), dress the “right” way (however that is), hang out with the “right” people (whoever they are), have the “right” job (whatever that is) — but then no one will really know who YOU are. The real, full-of-flaws and full-of-incredible-being YOU. And to top it all off…. we want YOU! That person who laughs too loud, eats ice cream on the daily, skips instead of running, and never remembers to call us. That person who shines their light so bright that it can’t be turned off or ignored and is the best friend, lover, neighbor, sibling, co-worker, human we’ve ever known.

The trick to finding that inner-person-who-kicks-ass is to stop focusing on how it LOOKS and start finding how you want it all to FEEL. Danielle LaPorte asked a while back on herblog to lay it all out. In detail.

I know how I want it to feel:

I want my day to feel like the top of my yoga mat: possibility and peace
I want kissing to feel like that first bite into a freshly picked strawberry
I want my next success to feel like opening night at the Met – a roaring crowd just waiting for more
I want my body to feel like a child’s blanket – cherished and loved despite the tattered corners  and stains
I want smiling to feel like sunshine reflecting off of fresh white snow
I want my friendships to feel like a family recipe – developed over time, perfected, handed down, and always a favorite
I want my nervous system to feel like jazz music riffing and perfectly in pitch
I want my gigs to feel like supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I want my neighborhood to feel like Saturday morning Farmer’s Market 
I want my integrity to feel like the Great Wall of China – unending and impenetrable
I want my money-making to feel like a museum gallery – infinite in it’s beauty and invaluable in what it contains
I want my word to feel like a trust fund
I want my laughter to feel like the dancing eyes of an infant’s smile
I want the end of the day to feel like my mother’s quilts
I want being of service to feel like the breaking of a dam – an outpouring
I want my philanthropy to feel like passing out bowls of existential crises to the masters of greed
I want my challenges to feel like calculus – basic math that looks challenging until you see the connection and break the code
I want my love to feel like eggs benedict – warm, both soft & hard, and artful
I want my writing to feel like my grandmother’s cursive – beautiful, distinct, and passionately meaningful
I want my ideas to feel like cayenne pepper on the tip of my tongue

You? What do you want your world to feel like?  Write it, post it, share it, create it, feel it. BE it.