Monday Love
Good morning Lover, You are whole. You are healed. You are here. Now. Repeat after me: I am whole. I am healed. I am here. Now. That and you are pretty darn sassy too. Sassy = bold, full of spirit, cheeky. Yes, you. Xo
Good morning Lover, You are whole. You are healed. You are here. Now. Repeat after me: I am whole. I am healed. I am here. Now. That and you are pretty darn sassy too. Sassy = bold, full of spirit, cheeky. Yes, you. Xo
Good morning love, What part of you is here today ? Take a deep breath in and ask. Who is here? No need to search too hard. The first answer will do. For me it’s a part that feels soft and vulnerable. Like a young child, wondering if anyone likes me. A part that wants… Continue reading Monday Love
That’s my theme song this week. A love song. From me, to me. I fucked up. I hate when that happens. Really really hate it. Thinking about my theme song and what it means when I screw up. I was doing the best I could when I booked flights during winter break based on past… Continue reading Have a Little Faith in Me
Good morning beauty, Today I invite into the open all of the small, young, scared parts of me. Any old hurts or dodgy beliefs that are blocking me from my highest self. I welcome you with open arms. I see you and I hear you. I am here to hold you. Heal you. Love you.… Continue reading Monday Love
Hi. How’s it going? I labored for nearly 5 hours on my post today before deciding to scrap it (for now anyway). It was a hot mess. A lovely reflection of my insides right now. I was close to being “finished” but when I read it my heart was pounding and my body was bursting… Continue reading Go Outside, Now
Goodmorning beauty, Let me just say, in case you have forgotten, you are an irresistible force of nature. A time turning, magical manifestor of sweetness. A hardworking, bad ass Mama. A sassy, sexy, swanky lady of majestic vision. You have heart and soul and wisdom spilling from your supple, snaking curves. And I… Continue reading Monday Love
Good morning sweetness. It’s ok to say no. To curl up in a ball. To dive deep inside. To take time for you. But how much time, you wonder, is too much? To which the mentor responds… what is too much? Who decides? Is it some arbitrary source outside of you telling you what’s right… Continue reading Monday Love
I just followed and then unfollowed some wonderful and inspiring writers on Instagram because I felt so freaking intimidated reading their posts. A wash of sadness swept over me, a feeling I know well that happens when the voice of comparison is in the house. The unfollowing was a great act of kindness on my… Continue reading Intimidated