Yesterday I was busy being just a mum. Today I am busy being just a women who feels so deeply about all women feeling empowered in their own bodies and loving their own bodies and helping co-facilitate an experience for women to have and be and feel all that and more. You see, no one
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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
Human design = When your life and your traits actually start to finally make sense and you don’t feel like you are crazy anymore 😍 I am a Generator 2/4 ❤️ with a Right Angle across of Tension 2. I get to let go of the guilt I’ve felt for not desiring to be on
“Call him out on it” my coach said. I can’t do that. He’s way above me who I am to say how he has acted is pretty shitty was what I thought in response. Yet that is the lesson right? No one is ever above you. Stop pedastooling people. It doesn’t matter if they are
Why would people not want to human? I didn’t want to for a period of time. Get me outta here! How crazy was I! My human does some really cool things. These are statements made during ceremony a month or two ago. And we laughed and laughed and laughed. Such a beautiful reminder that we
I don’t want to do this alone I’ve realized I don’t have to do this alone Any of it. There are so many amazing, powerful, inspirational women and men out there doing this work. I get to work with them. We get to create together. I want to co-create. I want to support. I want
Oh to be free, she thought. Like the wind blowing through the trees Or the ocean rolling it’s waves onto the shore. This cage feels dense Heavy and unshakeable Can she break free? Is the cage within her mind able to be broken? Choose, they say, You just have to choose So she chooses Yet
She sees you, you know She knows of the love you desire The love that you give away so freely She knows how much that fills you up She also knows that sometimes you don’t know when to stop Sometimes you place that love in places it remains unseen Undervalued you feel But you aren’t
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










