When I finally found the courage and started speaking my truth, owning my story, and feeling like I deserved to be here, the physical pains started to lessen. As I learned to feel like I had some worth and I let some joy in, the blocks started to shift and move and I let some energy flow to that part of my body that was so wounded. I sent love to the little girl that was hurt and told her that it wasn’t her fault.
I am breaking up and breaking out and moving on. Celebrate with me.
I was trying to get into the spirit of the season and I just heard a mom on the "uplifting and positive" radio station who called in and shared her fears about her son starting to date in the world we live in today. She was so afraid that he would be called out as … Continue reading The Season to Believe.
My book is being re-birthed into a larger sphere with a broader reach.
I was just at another Used Book Store looking for some inspiration and wisdom from the stories on the shelves and I wondered as I walked the aisles how I will feel when I first see one of my books at the Used Book Store. At first I thought it would be sad that someone … Continue reading A Journey Towards Letting Go