To the girl I was then – I forgive you. I forgive you for believing that you didn’t matter. I forgive you for thinking that what you had to say wasn’t worth other people listening. I forgive you for thinking you needed to be perfect to help anyone else. I forgive you for the things
Tag: self love
Do you ever think about how amazing those moments where time doesn’t exist are? Where you are just so in the moment that there is no concept of what the time is or how long it’s been? Do you know how to bring this into your every day living? I get so excited when I
I prefer to deal with stuff IF it happens. I prefer to turn my ‘waiting’ into being. So I ask everyone who keeps telling me I will need a vaccination to travel, or I will be locked in a country, or any of the other things you believe will happen, to keep it to yourself.
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
It’s not about the likes or the followers It’s not about attention or receiving love (or sometimes maybe hate) It’s about the silent watchers who are experiencing something in their own bodies and they don’t know how to express it Its about the people who never interact yet will randomly message saying they feel like
Shame is a killer of pleasure. Who has felt shame when it comes to their own personal body parts? For me, I felt shame around my body because it had been used and abused and I felt like it was my fault. The day that I started journeying with my body and releasing guilt and
My wounded inner child visited me the other evening. All my stories came up. Im not worthy Nobody chose me Am I not good enough Nobody likes me Blah blah blah And I was in shock for a moment After all, I’ve done so much inner child work how could there possibly still be wounding
From the ashes of the fire she rose She had journeyed into her heart to retrieve the pieces of her soul that had been fragmented. Healing all that wasn’t hers to hold. Releasing the demons that plagued her inner most being. She embraced the pain, she embraced it for all that it meant. For all
If you had told me that I would be this happy and free in public naked a few years ago I would have said yea right that will never be happening. Boy how much I’ve changed in mindset and love for myself. While we were standing there naked on this day a mum walked past
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










