Shannii Maree – Strong Without Realising
Life through the eyes of a woman who had no idea how strong she was becoming
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
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
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
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
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
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
She is a dreamer who sees the best in everyone and inspires others to see the best in themselves. She is sunshine on a cloudy day. She isn’t afraid to work hard to achieve her goals and can be as stubborn as a bull. She has a heart of gold but isn’t afraid to speak
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
