Tend the Flame
Tend the Flame
Press the Button
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Press the Button

A new moon message for you & a Substack shift
Cross-post from Tend the Flame
For this Weekend, do you need this message? What do you need to “press the button” in your own life from @KateBrenton, writer/podcast host of Tend the Flame for creatives and anyone who wants to live a fulfilling life. -
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Hello Creatives —

It seems many of us are tidying up our desks, moving them to a new corner to get better sun and cracking out the good notebook. About 5 hours after I went and changed the title of the my substack, I got an email from fellow writer, Claudine, and it said: I am changing my substack. I sent a squeal of a voice note back.

I really love a confirmation synchronicity — I share it with you as an introduction to our new space: Tend The Flame. It speaks to the spark inside.

What isn't changing much: written content. We have always toggled between observation, inspiration and creativity.

What is changing: I moved my podcast over here to keep things in one place. The podcast is not new; it is several years old, but last year it went under a new name: Tend the Flame. It was originally called Rebirth, but had nothing to do with birth, reincarnation, or the rebirthing technique. None of which crossed my mind when I named it. Rather, okay it was a little bit about birth, in that I was a new mom and I had lost my center and a good friend, now international coach, reached out and said: I think you should do a podcast. It was perfect medicine.

That podcast became my first book. A lifelong dream came true. A bucket list wish crossed off. Check it out here.

That book gave me so may gifts. Too many to get into here, but a lot of it was a newly earned awareness. I taught writing with a new vigor and purpose and I LOVED it. Still do.

Then the time to reemerge out of my toddler cocoon, and personal rebirth I suppose. It was also time to get back into sharing my greatest offering — helping people believe in what’s possible. It might sound hokey, but I’ve realized that is what I do. I listen to stories, and I find threads. I put the pieces I hear on a metaphorical table, and then the person in front of me says, “oh.” And poof they have more space in their mind and their body, and a new harmony begins.

But, I thought that was too crazy to say.

I mean, who says that?

Who has a lifestyle as a space-maker?

Me. I do. It’s me, but I am not the problem. My sense of too muchness was.

There I was yesterday talking to the same friend, 8 years later,

and I realize it’s time to let things be simple and all in one place, inside and might as well include my email thread while I am at it.

That is the backstory to the podcast episode about Pushing the Button. The intangible hesitancy of switching podcast providers, which in itself was nothing, had an inner magnitude. Can you relate? The internal, emotional freedom only revealed itself afterward. I felt wildly lighter. I felt physically lighter when I pushed the button.

This is a night to let something go.

Let it die.

Throw out the old jam jar, sweater, and personal criticism.

Don’t go to the thing that you don’t want to go to.

Normally, I say look for adventure. Live.

Tonight I say prune. Be honest at what needs to fall away, and then protect the spark that remains.

After you listen to the shortie episode, that is really a wish for to do your own little freedom thing, you can check out the harmless text thread below. It slipped in so unaware. Then it hit me: I’m not pressing the button. I just need to PRESS THE BUTTON.

I did and here we are.

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for all things writing, marketing, and the truth of baring it all. She’ll get you moving and grooving this year.

So here is to a year of shedding; it is the collective year of the snake and I am here to celebrate it.

It is also here the time to celebrate the fox and the flame.

Do you know that story? We’ll have to share it here another day.

Remember, the better it gets…the better it gets,

Kate