I’d never think of myself as being strong and it was heartening to hear I’m not as ‘basic’ in my practice as I thought I’d been all along.
Sometimes I so dislike this body I’m in, or wish I could change parts of it, or resent its entire heavy awkwardness. But then sometimes, also, I am glad for all that it allows me to do…
There were days where the only thing I achieved while awake was breathing, one breath in front of another.
10 steps for nourishing your heart, healing the body and strengthening the bare bones of your will after trauma.
It got to a point that I could go nowhere else with this selfishness but to own it. I declared to myself that I would be ‘selfish’ for awhile, that ‘selfish’ was needed, that ‘selfish’ was okay.
Sometimes it is better to close the door / and let people know you need some space to be on your own / otherwise you can’t grow your wings and rise from the floor.
Can we be brave enough to listen to the fire in our hearts and bellies that tell us every single moment where we need to go and what we need to do?
My legs are where the seeker in me lives. Questing, traveling, and traversing. The wandering and roaming and search for the intimate unknown in far off places.
These women know what beauty is because they feel it and live it. They prove that when you feel it and live it, you look it. You ARE it.
You have to start by making the choice to reclaim your life.