When I get rid of stuff, I can feel more potent in my own existence. My energy isn't tied to things. I have all I need inside to get by. Sure we need certain objects, but the power is within us. Between consumerism and social media, we can begin to feel very disempowered. Decluttering reminds … Continue reading Clearing Out Energy: Cherishing Ourselves and Loved Ones
Decluttering: Frees the Mind, Opens the Heart
This stuff that covers up my truth Disconnects me from the spark of my youth Recently I've been getting rid of many of my belongings. I am downsizing to a home less than half the size of my current home. At first I was daunted by it, and I still am—it's a lot of work, … Continue reading Decluttering: Frees the Mind, Opens the Heart
There are so many things we can do with our day, and I appreciate each of y’all’s tuning in here. Also, wanted to welcome new followers! I'm excited to continue to journey with you into optimal physical and mental well-being. While all of our journeys have unique nuances and differences, I believe that by being in a … Continue reading Thank You
Sense of selfCents of selfAccomplishments achieved Realities deceivedPunches in the gutFallen and I can’t get upNo longer measuring up Forced to redefine myself
Dear Inner Critic
Dear Inner Critic,Sorry I’m not always perfectBut I’m not the shmuck you paint me asI am strong I am braveI have survived a lot of shitRemember that time my cousin got killed by a fuckin’ volcano?Or how about that time my dad suddenly collapsed and went unconscious and I never got to speak to him … Continue reading Dear Inner Critic
Morning Musing on Mamas and Papas
My parents gave me the ingredients. But I choose at what temp and for how long it cooks.
Black is Beautiful
In the past I felt self-conscious when meeting with a black health clinician, cuz I grew up steeped in white culture.But in recent days I feel I have more in common with blacks: Coming out of trauma and hardship with inspiration, with color, no pun intended. My skin isn’t black, but I’m beginning to think … Continue reading Black is Beautiful
You Got This!
“Ok, let’s go somewhere else.” Did that group of four women just leave the area at the very moment I arrived? Holy, shit! My worst fear has finally manifested! And it only took 35 damn years. Of course, my first reaction was to second guess my recent actions...Was it the F bomb I dropped a … Continue reading You Got This!
Ugly Duck Syndrome
Growing up I was the kid who everyone liked but didn’t necessarily invite to their parties. I wasn’t an outcast, but I wasn’t an incast either. I had my couple close friends and we were happy but I always wanted wished to be more part of the social world surrounding me. Like I said in … Continue reading Ugly Duck Syndrome
Georgia State of Mind: The Long Version of How We Got to Atlanta
This morning I woke up at 4 am. Since I went to bed at 8 pm (I am an exhausted mother of a toddler after all!) I felt well-rested. I was also jolted awake in part by a dream I had—an incidence that's been all too often this week. Well this dream wasn't a scary … Continue reading Georgia State of Mind: The Long Version of How We Got to Atlanta