There is great strength in softness and vulnerability. When women remember to carry our blade, we don’t need to be tough or hard.
Today, I allow my heart to stay open and trust that my Inner Knight is here to protect the Queen that I am so that I can serve with benevolence and grace.
And so it is.
I hurt my finger on Friday morning. Badly. At the time, I was rushing to get my kids to school because my older daughter slept through her alarm and needed a ride. My roommate asked if I was okay. I told her yes but in actuality, I was in tremendous pain, the kind of pain…
He found this tiny black feather and gave it to me. Â He said he thought it was a crow feather and told me not to cast a spell with it. Â Ha! Â I told him that even if I did cast a spell, it would be good magic, it would be in service to love and…
There are the ones who yammer on endlessly about themselves– their work their art their hobbies their past. yammer yammer yammer I call these the wounded children, the narcissists the boring. There are the ones who peek into every crevice– of my life ask too many questions and swim too deep into my being. swim…
I never needed you to fix me validate me or take care of me. I just needed to be loved cared for respected and held. (Still do.) “Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know…
“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery–isolation. Isolation…
I Am Victim, Perpetrator and Rescuer Creatrix. (Yes.)