On Healing Your Parent Wound

On healing your parent wound:

Parents have many pressures…

If a Parent celebrates a child’s intellect- they will be accused of pressing the child to get good grades
If a parent makes no note of the child’s intellect, they are accused of not acknowledging their intelligence.
If a parent says a child is beautiful- they are pressuring them in regard to their looks
If they never call the child beautiful- they are undermining their sense of beauty.
If a parent buys the child everything they’re indulgent
If they don’t but the child everything- they are selfish and teaching the child lack
If a parent makes the decisions they deem best, they are accused of denying the child’s agency.
If they allow the child to decide what they think is best, the patent is considered foolish because after all, that’s a child.

If I choose I could go on and on… Continue reading “On Healing Your Parent Wound”

Do You Desire to Be Seen?

Feminine Lessons:

There is nothing wrong with the desire to be seen, my love. In fact, it is one of our core needs and greatest nourishments as feminine women. Unfortunately, this need is often demonized and so rejected that it has become a huge shadow for many of us.

Like any hunger, it persists when resisted and comes out inappropriately in ways that don’t serve our deeper soul, nor the stage of life we’re in, often creating breaks in our integrity.

One of these ways is in believing we desire to serve when what we are really wanting is to be seen. Service is then just the vehicle, and as such-if you confuse these two- you will often find yourself burned out and resentful, feeling taken advantage of and unsatisfied… Going from one service opportunity to another… Whether that service is relational, spiritual or vocational.

The solve?

*Acknowledge your need to be seen.
*Accept it and celebrate it as a natural normal aspect of your feminine experience.
*Bring it forward and make it conscious and it can no longer run your life from the unconscious space.

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Love,

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I Am Thankful To Be A Woman

 

This morning I awoke so thankful to be a Woman. In my entire life, I have never felt sadness or despondency because I am a woman.

I am the most protected creature on earth. In history, hundreds of thousands of men have died to protect me in wars. Kingdoms have risen and fallen based on the love of me. I am the muse that has inspired poets, epic novels, and ballads. I am the Divine conduit of Beauty. Continue reading “I Am Thankful To Be A Woman”

Calling Him Your King

 

On how we call a thing- (I have no idea why all of this is flowing from my belly tonight but I’m the Conduit so let me get out the way…)
My loves- ONLY call him “my King” if you’re willing to tie the state of your Kingdom (vision, purpose) to HIS.
If you aren’t willing to alter your kingdom for his, to make his people your people (family, children etc;) then he is not YOUR King- although he may be A King. Continue reading “Calling Him Your King”

The Beautiful Paradox of Nails

 

You see Nails reflect mostly…
Let’s start with a story…

When I was a child I bit my nails (stress) until I was 13 when my grandmere took me to the salon to get my nails done and tips added. I stopped biting them and kept them done… in my teens.

Fast forward…
I grew up and in my first marriage struggled financially quite a bit… My nails were never done and always short and never painted. I felt that I was more authentic this way.
Fast forward again…

I got a divorce; periodically I’d get my nails painted, but they would eventually break or chip. I said I was busy… I would love nice nails BUT I had stuff to do, I had dishes to wash, I liked gardening, etc; and for a while that was okay… But then it wasn’t…

I asked Spirit about it… Yes about my nails…. This is what I was told…
Really what I was saying was…
I need to rush
I don’t have time to slow down.
I use my nails as tools.
I need not be mindful.
Because when my nails broke it was always, always because I wasn’t handling myself gently.
I was moving too fast.
I was rushing or not present.
Or irritated.
I had to LEARN.
Learn to slow down.
Learn to move gently.
Grace.

Or not.
I mean they are just nails, right?

Not really…

Because everything in our lives offers a deeper lesson.
Everything. When we pay attention to the organic lessons, so much shifts…

When I started getting them done again it was pure alchemy…
– No tips, I wanted them to grow out. (I am patient with my growth, I don’t fake it)
– The SNS for strength (it’s okay to let external strength protect me, I have nothing to prove by trying to do it all myself)
– Playing with length (the longer is more seen, being comfy with that)
– Always changing (maintenance is a part of life anything you love you are willing to maintain)
And more….

There is a beautiful paradox here… An invitation that your nails can invite

Where you are now (No judgment)
Where you are feeling drawn (no fear)

You don’t have to judge where you are to allow where you’re going. Tips can be (not always) a sign of shame for where you are if you’re not where you think you should be, or a way of checking out of the process.
Nor do you have to reject where you’re going to accept your now. You needn’t anchor who you are in this moment to honor it. You are an ever-changing fluid phenomenon. Growing unceasingly and with ease.

Yes… And.

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Love,

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