Sometimes listening to my body sucks. But only in a mind wants to be in control type way. Yesterday I got my period. I had already gotten a yes in my body to attend the rally in Brisbane but I checked again because normally when this time arrives I take time to myself and away
Tag: women
This moment ❤️ How does it feel to witness these images? “To submit means you are weak.” That’s a story many have around men and women in relationship. I know I had it. Many people try to force submission to feel powerful. We can see this playing out in current world events. Yet most don’t
When you choose a woman, truly choose her. Not the wishy washy choosing. Choose all of her. Choose the depths of her rage. Choose the heights of her unabandoned love. Choose the messiness of her way of living life. Choose the calling forward she offers your soul when she witnesses you holding back. You don’t
My opinion on the issue with society and when it comes down to parenting is this – We have been told over and over that we don’t know best. That we can’t trust our own voices and bodies. That other people know better. That’s why there are parents who run to the ER with every
I am all, everything and nothing. I am a wild woman unafraid to step into the darkness. I am a transmuter, my body is magic. I don’t fear the darkness, she is but one of my homes. I know how to turn poison into medicine. I know how to weave the magic of your soul
Wisdom within She calls me Laced with her magic and mystery she creates from the void In darkness she responds In darkness her pulsing magnetic mystery calls forth those of us who pay attention Tidal her life flows effortlessly She communes with the moon and dances with the wonder of new life From her, new
If you are in a position to really find yourself before getting involved with another human – amazing! If however, like me, you are already married or in a long term relationship I have something to say to you. (I will use the term marriage from here on) Marriage is the ultimate training ground. And
Today I fell into the cracks. Or should I say the gulley of social media and plastic surgery. Yes it was another one of those days. I found myself scrolling through hourglass figures and noticed my mind going into the I am not enoughness and my body isn’t enough as she is. The more I
The more I crack open deeply, the more parts of myself I find that I haven’t been giving love to. And the deeper I go the more I discover the depths of love I still have to give to the parts of myself I thought I had been loving wholly. It’s been a powerful journey
I have come to realise the words best friends and bestie create a reaction in my body now that I had been trying to avoid. I have noticed I have stopped referring to friends as those words. They come with pain and a reminder of hurt for me. And after all, why do we as