My Why-A Story About Intuition and Coaching
My intuition told me at a young age that I needed to get good grades so that I could leave my small town in Southern… Read More »My Why-A Story About Intuition and Coaching
My intuition told me at a young age that I needed to get good grades so that I could leave my small town in Southern… Read More »My Why-A Story About Intuition and Coaching
There are so many tools we have available to stitch our lives back together whole. From the Inside Out The thread and needle you use can… Read More »Tools To Stitch Yourself Together
Sometimes the family we were born into doesn’t provide us with the type of caring, understanding, affirmation, and acceptance that feels like love. That feeling of belonging and being celebrated.
Does your family say/do things that make you feel discouraged about your life choices? Does their fear for your future make you not want to take risks? I think the bigger question you can ask yourself is: Is what they say about me true?
I’m a big fan of writing love letters to yourself. Passionate, brutally honest, tear jerking love letters.
It’s an act of self love for you to do what your heart is breaking inside for you to do. By no means is it easy to do. But what’s the alternative? Wasting away in fake normalcy. Going to your day job, collecting your funds every couple weeks. Friday nights drinking with friends and waiting for the next check to come. Which is fine if you’re living an examined life. Otherwise, I believe we are here to contribute a special part of ourselves. Tweet This Something only you can do.
You have the right to exist just as you are. Tweet This Self-acceptance is an important part of self-love and self-care. We’re surrounded by messages that could make you feel like you’re not enough. Sometimes those messages come from inside you by way of comparing yourself to others, your old self, or the person you’re working to be. So whether you wear makeup or not. A funky retro style or jeans and a t-shirt. Accessories or not an extra, outside of you, anything. You have a right to exist with your emotional scars. Your stretch marks. Your lisp. The gap in your teeth. Your bright personality. And yes, your curves, for the love of all things living.