Shannii Maree – Strong Without Realising
Life through the eyes of a woman who had no idea how strong she was becoming
The more I crack open deeply, the more parts of myself I find that I haven’t been giving love to. And the deeper I go the more I discover the depths of love I still have to give to the parts of myself I thought I had been loving wholly. It’s been a powerful journey
My kids have seen me laughing. My kids have seen me breaking down. My kids have seen me in raw, primal, unbound sadness where I didn’t control any of the sounds coming out of me. And I love that. Because what doesn’t seem like very long ago I was a woman who held it all
If you know me personally you have probably heard me call almost every experience I have had life changing. That’s because I believe every experience is, otherwise what’s the point of having it? For me if I jump in to do something it’s because I know there is something deep in it for me. I
Today on my coaching call I said “fuck off with your coaching.” “I’m tired of doing processes.” “I don’t want to be coached I just want to be heard.” And today I was heard. I cried. I laughed. I swore. I spoke. And in those moments of being heard, of having my boundary respected over
She smiles Yet it doesn’t reach her eyes The depth of her pain Kept locked away inside She yearns to reach out And express the whirlwind within Yet her past torments her Reminders crawling on her skin Will she? Won’t she? Or will she close up and flee? Past patterns repeating Until one day she
I’ve often wondered why it was that my body rejected my suicide attempt that evening when I sliced at my wrists and took a heap of drugs with some alcohol and went to sleep planning to never wake up. I’ve often wondered why it was that during my operation to remove my cancer that was
I have awoken feeling vulnerable and tender. Last night I released something during a beautiful cacao and conscious clubbing celebration. My entire body felt it and feels tender today and I honour that. And also I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve said “I just fucking love my life so much” To either myself
I could be happy and smiling but deep down wondering why I actually wasn’t good enough or how I could do or be better. I still have my moments of questioning sometimes. But then I heard the lesson of ‘maybe people aren’t giving you recognition because you need to give it to yourself first’. Holy
Thank you. Two simple words. On my walk this morning I was doing what I do and dancing along to one of my fav songs in my own world. No care for who might see me. Next thing I know this older woman is next to me with two beautiful samoyeds with a big beautiful
Today my Coach told me I was taking the easy way. And as soon as she said it I knew she was right. The easy way means I get to stay in the idea of helping people without actually causing someone pain. What if I say the wrong thing? What if what I say causes
Shannii Maree - Strong Without Realising 