This body of mine She is my home Sometimes I forget How much she does for me, is me She breathes She feels She processes She purges She opens She closes She grows She loves All of me This body of mine She is my home For now. I am blessed to hold her, to
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She is a dreamer who sees the best in everyone and inspires others to see the best in themselves. She is sunshine on a cloudy day. She isn’t afraid to work hard to achieve her goals and can be as stubborn as a bull. She has a heart of gold but isn’t afraid to speak
You can call me a slut You can call me a bad mum You can think I’m egotistical You can think I’m selfish You can think I share too much of myself You can think whatever you like That’s the beauty of the power of our own freedom But I would be surprised if you
When I was on a call to discuss about becoming a facilitator for a collective there was a moment that bought tears to my eyes. That moment was when she was describing the moment someone is coming out of their darkness and we get to witness that freedom in their eyes, the realization that they
If you had asked me 10 years ago what I think people might remember me for I never in a million years would have thought someone would think of the word Sovereignty when it came to me. For years I gave away the power over myself to everyone else. You want to have sex with
Held. Received. Turned on. The 3 things that came to my mind this weekend after experiencing two of my beautiful sisters in their magic. As I lay there receiving their magic, which is literally the only way to describe them in their powers, I came to massive realizations. One being I am so held and
I never used to allow myself to experience the full range of emotions. I ignored it when I needed to cry. I held it in when I needed to yell. I kept my mouth shut when I wanted to disagree. I stuffed so many emotions down inside me because if they weren’t happiness then I
Recently I was going through the biggest integration experience I’ve ever felt. My entire body had aches and pains along with the most horrible migraines and I just did not want to human anymore. But I allowed it all. I didn’t shame myself for feeling the things I was feeling. I knew they were just
It saddens me when I see people celebrating how they don’t let anyone in. Or they are done with humans/men/women. It saddens me because I was that person. It saddens me because I still fight that programming sometimes. The thoughts of should I be sharing in this connection or will they just leave me like
Leadership isn’t just about the loud people out in the front! If you want to be truly seen – be yourself. I’m seen in my quiet confidence. I’ve been told it radiates. I’ve stopped listening to the people who told me to stop being invisible. Because I know I’m not invisible where it really matters.










