n under two weeks I fly to India. A country that both scares me and intrigues me. A place where the Goddess Kali resides in many places. And I will meet her, even though I may not at first know it.
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Goddess on the Go is my new favourite deck of cards, not only because of their convenient playing card size, but also their dreamy watercolour painting and simple, yet powerful “I am” affirmations.
Did you know that you don’t have to stay strong in the macho, suck it up way? Strong doesn’t mean you have to self-sacrifice and suck it up. You don’t need to pretend that everything is OK and just keep going and going like a machine.
When you hear the words “you have the power to heal yourself”, what does that mean to you? Do you feel empowered or guilty?
On Monday, the 23rd of January, I had the perfect opportunity to practice tapping into my Inner Wisdom. This is what I’ve been studying since September. Learning tools that I can use with myself and also with others, and now here I was faced with a decision where my Inner Wisdom was key.
Today is the 10th International Day of Self Love (founded by Christine Arylo), and I recorded a quick video about this year’s theme – Staying Strong. Not in the macho way, but strong in the sense of staying true to yourself and feeling that strength in your core.
Reflecting on the layers of self I’m uncovering as I journey along this path of self-discovery, I wonder: Are we recovering wholeness? Or are we uncovering wholeness? Or is it something else? I think of the famous quote by Michelangelo: I really believe that we are like that piece of marble, and that we are […]
Who did I feel safe sharing this with, and what was bothering me about letting others know. I heard some responses like, ‘Wow, so what next?’ or ‘Wow, so now you can get on with your life!’ Even though they were all in my head, I knew they required exploration…
I wrote Her Shadow on the 29th of January 2014, and it is heartening for me to read back over it now and realise how much has changed for me in mind, body and spirit, especially the decrease in pain with a fistula.
Death beckoned at my door with his arms wide open, a slight smile on his face. I stood. What else was there to do with his presence so full, right there in my space? It’s not your life I’m here for, he said…