I’m sure you’ll agree- a woman can hold a resentment. We are built to remember all the things. Our minds take in everything around us. I’m pretty sure my uterus doubles as a homing device, because if someone can’t find something, I can usually tell them where they left it. We carry the mental load,Continue Reading “Resentments”
I’ll be the first to admit when I’m cranky. Sometimes it’s between moon cycles, sometimes it’s seasons of the year, sometimes it’s seasons of life in general. There’s just something about that ‘in between’ space that feels super uncomfortable. It can take time to get used to changes. Transitions can be rough. Any time there is aContinue Reading “3 things to remember when you’re in a funk”
There are lots of plant references in life. There’s family trees, grass being greener on the other side of the fence, growing like a weed. You get the picture… One of the ones that has always been intriguing is “getting to the root of it”. “It” could be anything from a physical issue to mentalContinue Reading “Getting to the root of it”
I’m sure you’ve heard it said – “hurt people, hurt people”. If you’ve been reading my posts for any length of time, you know that shifting out of victim mode is ‘my thing’. I am a huge proponent of looking at things from another angle so as to gain confidence and power versus sitting onContinue Reading “Quietly Strong”
Do you know how it feels to be content?
There’s a reason WHY you keep going. In some cases our why might just be “because I have to”. And that’s legit.
Asking for help can be hard As wives and mothers, I think we have been conditioned in a way to have an expectation that we can “handle it”. We multitask with the best of ’em. I’m pretty sure our uterus’ also serve as an internal homing device – because chances are, if someone is lookingContinue Reading “Help.”
You have the power to un-stick yourself. Scary? YES. Simple? YES. Worth it? YES!
Walls may keep the pain out, but they also keep love out – and you in.
If that song’s stuck in your head now, my apologies! My son dressed himself this morning. Shirt and everything – and it was all right side out and tags in the back. I had a moment of Holy Crap – he’s practically a grown ass man! I also marked 12 years of being with myContinue Reading “Time keeps on slippin…”