Old belief systems are hard to change. It is like going your whole life being called a certain name and then one day telling the world to address you by a completely new set of letters. It changes you and challenges others. Like our beliefs, changing our self image and allowing our truest version to […]Read more "change everything"
The other night I found myself in my mother’s craft room, attempting to be creative. I am bad at art, has been one of my go-to phrases since the fourth grade. I will always remember her; the art teacher from hell. She told me I was bad at art and I believed it ever since. My […]Read more "You are not a jar"
And that’s the funny thing about love. We experience only as much as we think we deserve. We experience only as much as we are willing to give. And we feel only as much as we dare to feel. Love exists in all things big and small. Love doesn’t see boundaries, doesn’t fit into a […]Read more "That’s the thing about love"
It has been far too long again. Hello!! Today, I broke down crying in my car. There I was. In the freakin’Walmart parking lot: red-faced, teary-eyed, yoga-pants-on, didn’t-even-brush-my-hair, crazy woman, having a sob fest. I pulled myself together before the song on the radio ended. And then I continued on with my day. My soul-searching […]Read more "Sob Fest"