Habit is a tricky thing, isn’t it?
We know how to do what we’ve always done. It’s second nature. But asking our minds and hearts, to do something new? That’s where things get complicated. Especially as we grow in age, wisdom, and experience.
Today, I want to share a very real, very personal struggle I’ve been walking through for the last few years and how I’m finally learning to move forward.
Let’s call it: The Sparkle Party Struggle.
If you’ve been around a while, you probably fell in love with this brand through a brown girl on Facebook twerking, belly-laughing, and delivering jaw-dropping deals with the brightest smile. That’s how Sassy Jones catapulted, through livestream.
Before TikTok, before IG Live, before livestream selling was even a “thing,” I was hopping on Periscope (is that still a thing? lol) with my latest finds, before I ever learned to design.
And Sparkle Party?
She brought us both joy beyond measure.
I’m forever grateful to have been a pioneer in this livestream selling era. The chills I get just thinking about our moments together? Whew. Pure magic.
But over the past couple of years, I felt a tug toward something new, something opposite, something illogical. I couldn’t fully articulate it at the time, but I just knew something else was calling. I tried to map it out, leaned on others to help build it, but nothing could quite replicate that Sparkle Party feeling.
Some things are just… irreplaceable.
And that’s how you know it’s special.
Here’s the truth: I’ve quit Sparkle Party four different times.
And each time, I came back. Heart full of questions.
What was missing?
Why couldn’t I fully walk away?
Here’s what I discovered:
I was thinking in days, not decades.
Every time things got uncomfortable, I ran back to what I knew.
Instead of staying committed to learning something new, I’d retreat to what got me here.
But sis, here’s the revelation:
*What got you here won’t get you there.
And those familiar U-turns? They can delay your destiny.
So let me speak this to you the same way I had to say it to myself:
Stay committed to moving forward. Especially when it doesn’t make sense yet.
You might be standing in a place where you’re ready for progress, but fear has you frozen. Or comfort has you on autopilot.
And I get it. I’ve lived it.
But here’s my best advice:
Spend more time imagining tomorrow than reminiscing about yesterday.
Let your strategy excite you. Let the vision pull you. Let curiosity lead.
Because once you start learning what’s next, you’ll get so wrapped up in becoming…
You’ll forget about what used to be.
And guess what?
So will everyone else.
Because we all move to the beat of your drum.
Here are my top 5 tips on moving forward, even when you don't know how:
✨ 1. Trade Comfort for Calling
Familiarity feels safe, but growth doesn’t live there. You can’t pioneer something new and cling to what’s old. When you feel the pull toward “what’s next,” honor it—even without the full map. Your obedience will draw the blueprint.
✨ 2. Don’t Wait for Clarity, Walk in Faith
Clarity comes through movement, not before it. You won’t always know every step, but take the next right one. Progress is found in motion, not in perfect planning.
✨ 3. Let Irreplaceable Be Just That
Some chapters aren’t meant to be duplicated—they’re meant to be cherished. Don’t stay stuck trying to recreate what was magical. Let that magic evolve. Let it birth something even bigger.
✨ 4. Think in Decades, Not Days
Short-term discomfort is often the tuition for long-term destiny. If you can zoom out far enough, today’s chaos becomes tomorrow’s confirmation. Keep building for the woman you’re becoming.
✨ 5. Be Brave Enough to Be a Beginner, Again
Mastery is just recycled humility. Don’t let success make you allergic to starting over. Be willing to learn again, launch again, trust again. Your next breakthrough won’t come through expertise—it’ll come through courage.
✨ Ready to bring move forward in your own life? Catch the full episode now on YouTube, subscribe, tap in, and let’s glow through this journey together. Your momentum is waiting, sis!
