The following is a thought train from the other day. It is not written from any specific science or research and is purely my point of view. It is said that grief is love without a place to go. It follows that when we don’t love ourselves we are grieving. Specifically, our soul is grieving....
Traditionally, the New Year is a time for resolutions to change or improve oneself or one’s situation. This year, I am flying in the face of tradition and rather than resolving to “improve” myself, I am saying goodbye to things with the intention of making space for others. Goodbye to being defined by a number. ...
Fear is a wily beast. She lives deep down inside of me and holds the things I only vaguely know of in her belly. She keeps these things hidden with her thick scales, sharp claws, and razor-like fangs. Self-worth, self-love, trust, and faith all roll around inside of her. Sometimes, when she sleeps, she opens...