I now have my wings.
I am now able to fly.
Preparadness.
Years of learning.
Cleansing.
Clearing.
Honing in.
Releasing.
Calling in.
Harnessing.
It is now.
I am ready.
Stepping one foot at a time.
Putting on my balls.
And roaring my roar.
But the beauty of it all.
I don’t need to yell.
Only wisper.
Because this badass roar doesn’t need grandure.
It is so powerful… a simple wisper marks intent and ignites magnitiude.
she wipsers: meow (like a kitten)
then smiles with a prideful grin.
For belittling you. For not giving you the credit you deserve. For minimizing you, and what you have accomplished. For being ashamed of your (lack of) success. And for judging your success against others. For not acknowledging how far you have come. For not praising you for what you have done. For not loving you…
“Can I sleep with you?” She says. “Of course you can.” I reply. She hasn’t done that is long time. I thought she was good? She’s been better. Happier. More upbeat. Bouncy. Sleep with me? Are we back there again? How man steps have we gone back? I wasn’t ready. I thought we were good….
I love me. I love my body. I love the cycles of me. I trust fully in the process of life. I AM READY! It is my time, NOW! I no longer have to wait. He is here for me! His is my gift! I can breathe.
Self is inward. It is private. Self is your deepest dreams and greatest aspirations. It is your assets, vulnerabilities, body, mind, and spirit. It’s your truth; what you want, who you are and who you want to be. I never really thought about self as its own entity. I’ve thought about self-confidence, the times in…
You are such a strong woman. You have done so much. And done it all by yourself. You have done what few have done. Taken on what most wouldn’t have. For all the good and the bad. More of the good, because you were brave. You followed you heart. You didn’t give up. You knew…
It starts inside, That is where the work begins. It’s not about the ta-da of the outside world. It’s not about the facade or how you fasly portray. Does that make you feel better? More important? More interesting? What are you looking for? Is the real you not the you you want to see? Why…