Stop Mortaring Your Life with Hustle - Try Love Instead

RACHEL LAFORCE
Sep 10
2 min read

Updated: Sep 11

Let me be clear. I didn't want to deliver this message either. Love? Really? BORING. Give me "my answered prayers are on the way," or "your dream body is just around the corner," or "Your partner is changing into their higher self," - but love? Really? I know. When I first heard the call to share this message, I wanted to return it to the sender. Sorry, not sorry. Why is deepening into our hearts so hard? Why are we so conditioned to think it is hard? Well, I wanted to find out. So I decided to listen and share what I heard. I can't write it all here - but I shared it all in this week's podcast. But - because I'm a lover at heart, here you'll find my biggest takeaways and food for thought. Drop into your heart. It's worth it. But don't take my word for it. . . here's more on the message. . .

Here’s the part nobody tells you: recovery isn’t about reinventing yourself. It’s about uncovering the person you were always meant to be - the one buried under deadlines, diet culture, self-improvement hacks, and the gnawing belief that you’re never enough.

And if I’m honest, I’ve spent years mortaring my life together with hustle. Money, titles, a perfect work ethic, a perfect skin routine - duct tape disguised as strategy. It looks strong until it crumbles at the first sign of stress.

So what if the mortar we’ve been missing is love? (Yes, love. Not in the Eat Pray Love way - though Julia Roberts in Bali is a vibe - and Elizabeth Gilbert is a G - but in the radical, everyday way.)

Love is the thing that makes recovery stick. It’s what turns panic attacks into breakthroughs, what allows us to walk away from chaos, what keeps us grounded when the world keeps selling us “not enough.” Hustle fractures. Love holds.

Takeaways

You can’t hate yourself into a new life. Love is the only mortar strong enough to hold the pieces.
Recovery is not about becoming someone new - it’s about remembering who you were before the noise.
The culture thrives on confusion. Your clarity and your kindness toward yourself are resistance.
You’re already doing a really f*cking good job.

Journal Prompts

Where in my life am I mortaring with hustle instead of love?
What would change if I spoke to myself with the same tenderness I offer others?
Where do I already feel “enough,” and how can I lean into that frequency more often?

I'll keep sharing the work, and you keep doing the work - to close the gap between where you are and where you want to be. As always, tune out, tune in. Love you, mean it.