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Acts of Service
Are your moves solely about you or are they to serve others? Do you approach people and opportunities from a place of what you can take or what you can bring to the table?
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I am a “Too Much” Woman
There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.
There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.
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The Mind. The Weapon.
It will tell you you’ve been rejected, that you’re not good enough, that you’re too old to go after the dreams that you’re meant for, that there’s not enough time or money or support. That you need to change this or that to be deserving of
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How to Meditate
It’s a Sunday morning as I write this. And although I’m a spiritual person vs a religious person – the energy of this day always intuitively leads to doing more of the things that make my soul at peace.
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Remember Who You Are
There will be times when the challenges seem like they are too much to bear. It is at this threshold I’ve learned that I must keep going. For the reality that comes to be shortly after that inevitable point where I feel like my face is about to smack dead on the cement but it doesn’t.
That point where I’m faced with a choice to keep going head-on into the unknown or quit and remain where I am – is nothing short of a miracle.
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Surrendering to What Is
What it is vs What is should be I’ve come to learn that there is this invisibly-epic-yet-vital fine line of taking action vs letting go. Surrender can be used in both options, of course. Coming or going. Answering or letting it go to voicemail. Meditating to attract or taking action to chase. I’ve come to […]
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Trust Your Mistakes
My mistakes have always been my favorite teacher. For better or for worse, I learn and process the world through experience. I wish I could say it’s always as simple as reading a book and choosing otherwise, but that’s just not my operating system sometimes. I must fall down, lick my wounds, process then pivot. […]
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