Shannii Maree – Strong Without Realising
Life through the eyes of a woman who had no idea how strong she was becoming
How often do you take responsibility for your actions and how they affect others or how you show up? It’s a buzz phrase these days for people to say well I say what I want and how you choose to take that is on you and it’s used as a way of being an ass
For so long I wondered why people lied to me or pulled away. I have always felt I’ve been such an understanding person and I love the ones I love so much there was literally no reason to be ashamed of telling me anything. If you tell me you want something for your life then
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
5 days supporting a life changing retreat. My son-in-laws 21st. Then one of my sisters 40th birthday weekend. All people I love. All things I love doing. And also here I find myself desiring to be alone more than I have in a long time. Feeling like I need to be everywhere and yet belong
Societal conditioning tells me that I should be worried. (I’m not) That it’s not ok to have close relationships with the opposite sex. (It is) That you should only get your needs met by your partner. (Nope) I call bullshit. Humans originally were raised in tribes. Where we all lent on each other and had
I actually really love it when people tell me what they see in me or think of me Why? Because in truth, it’s actually me reflecting back to them the human that they are. Sometimes they don’t even realize it. And it’s the most beautiful thing to witness. The way some people see me is
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
Slut shaming brings out my anger and sometimes when it’s released can be so raw it frightens me. It happens when I see something about women being blamed for being raped. Or hear about a woman who told a man she didn’t want to have sex but he had sex with her anyway. This time
Who am I if I’m not posting body positivity? Will people still like me if I’m not posting that I celebrate my body daily? Is that the only thing worth sharing that I have? Have you ever considered who you are without your stories? The assaults, the money, the family, the relationships, the ego, without
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
Shannii Maree - Strong Without Realising 