Tag: self care

Womb Trauma. Yes it’s real.

I’ve just now realized that the whole 9 months mum spent carrying me were probably spent numb and not wanting to connect just in case the same thing happened again. You see, my mum experienced 9 stillbirths and miscarriages before she had me. She had to grieve that many babies before I arrived. Womb trauma.

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Miss Independent

When I moved to Australia as a 15 yr old with my younger brother and sister I never could have guessed the direction my life would take. 6 months later after meeting the guy who would later become the father of my two oldest children I moved into his place with his dad and brother.

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I am not for the masses

I’m not for the masses. I am not here to share things that everyone agrees with. I am not here to worry about if what I’m saying will resonate or trigger. I am not here for perfection. I am not here to only post good photos of myself and feed into the matrix causing so

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The F off Mood of this week

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

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Letter from Mama Earth

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

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I take responsibility for my actions. Do you?

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

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Feel it all

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

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Alone = feeling good?

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

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