Isn't It Time You Next Leveled Yourself?

This week, I was so on fire that they started calling me "Next Level Lisbeth" around the office.

What's that feel like? Free. It felt free.

Like I could be who I am and so much more. There were no raised eyebrows, no verbal or silent "you're too much" or "tone it down" or "can you please be a little less ... you?"

Are you nodding your head here? Do you have people in your life who want you to be less you?

I'm so tired of that Tone-It-Down bullshit in my life. So tired of people asking–no, demanding–that I be less me. That I pull my punches, quiet my voice, and act like they want me to act.

So flipping done with that.

• I was not born Lisbeth-lite and I sure as hell won't be her now

• I'm not Lisbeth when you want me to be Lisbeth, and someone else when you want me to be someone else

My chameleon days are over. I won't set myself on fire so other people can warm their hands at my self-immolation.My rationale here is simple: I don't ask it of you, so don't ask it of me.

And guess what else?

I want you to be as much you as you can be. Show me it all. Show me full strength you. I'm not scared and I won't run away.

I want to know. And I'm strong enough to handle it whatever it is.

Next Level Lisbeth is here. I'm not sure what she's going to do or where she's going. But if Last Level Lisbeth was firing on 6 cylinders, this one's firing on 8 and climbing the hill like a mofo. Get ready, world. I'm going to be better than ever.

But what's your next level look like? I want to know that, too. Or what's preventing you from reaching your next level?

This life can be glorious, but to get there, we have to see the glory in ourselves and each other. So why don't we all get started?