Still Waiting to Feel Ready? Here’s Why That’s Keeping You Stuck

It’s June. Not January. Not “someday.” So let me say this with love—and a little side eye: get your ass up.

I mean that in the most sacred, reverent way, of course.

Because if you’re still waiting to feel “ready” before you start that thing—the blog, the business, the book, the bold new chapter—I’ve got news for you, babe: readiness isn’t coming. And you know what? That’s actually good news. Because now we can stop waiting and start becoming.

This isn’t shade—it’s a sacred reminder. That vision you had in January? She’s still waiting on you. Not the more confident you. Not the more healed you. Just...you. The one reading this right now. And I say that not to shame you, but to remind you of your power.

So many of us have been conditioned to believe that readiness is a feeling—that magical day when we’ll wake up energized, clear, glowing from within, and suddenly brave enough to launch the business, start the blog, leave the job, post the reel, write the book, whatever it is.

But readiness? It’s not a vibe. It’s a muscle. One that only gets stronger when you use it.

Nothing I’ve done in my life—nothing I’m proud of—started from a place of feeling ready. When I taught my first yoga class, I was terrified. When I launched my podcast, I was winging it hard. Even when I quit drinking, I wasn’t ready—I was just done. I didn’t know what came next, but I knew I couldn’t stay where I was. And that was enough.

The truth is, a lot of what we label as “waiting” is actually just fear. We’re not waiting for the right time—we’re avoiding the possibility of rejection, failure, and disappointing ourselves again. Especially if we’ve tried and fumbled before. But those past moments? Those missteps? They didn’t ruin you—they refined you. You didn’t fail. You just gathered data. And now you get to move differently.

Let’s also reframe this season while we’re at it. Summer isn’t just about sun-kissed selfies and soft-life aesthetics. Summer is sacred. It’s a season of becoming, of being seen, of blooming. Nature is out here showing off unapologetically—and I want you to do the same. No more ghosting your potential. It’s time to pop out. Legs, dreams, and all.

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine it’s September. You’re looking back at this summer proud as hell, because you finally started. Not because it was perfect, but because it was real. You didn’t wait for clarity—you moved with courage. You built momentum. You built belief. And now, your future self is standing tall because you didn’t ghost her this time.

Here’s how we make that real. First, pick one thing from your vision board (or your notes app, or your soul—wherever your dreams are hiding). Just one. Take a baby step toward it this week. Doesn’t have to be dramatic. Just move.

Next, block out two sacred hours for what I call a “Becoming Session.” This is your time to reconnect with the version of you who still believes in what’s possible. Journal. Brainstorm. Make a tiny plan. Stare out the window if you need to but carve out that time like your life depends on it. Because in many ways, it does.

Then, tell someone. Say, “I’m doing something new. It’s messy. I’m scared. But I’m doing it. Will you check on me next week?” Find your person. That person who will hold your shaky first steps and still see your power. If you don’t have someone? DM me. I’ll be your hype woman.

And you know I have to give you some journal prompts to take this deeper:

• What are you actually avoiding by staying in limbo?

• What does starting anyway look like this month?

• What does my future self want me to do with the rest of this year?

  
  

Let her answer. Not your scared self. Not your overthinking self. Your becoming self. The one who’s ready to run this thing differently.

If you’ve ever looked at me and thought, “It must be easier for her,” let me lovingly stop you right there. I wasn’t born with confidence. I built it. I was the girl who couldn’t look people in the eye, who mumbled, who numbed out because existing felt like too much. I had to learn how to speak, how to show up, how to live again. And I did it brick by brick, trauma and all. And you can too.

You’ve got six whole months left in this year. Let that light a fire—not a guilt trip. Let that be your sacred wake-up call. Stop waiting. Start building. You don’t need to be ready. You just need to begin.

With love, reverence, and a spiritual slap on the ass,

Lindsey :)