Ive been scrutinized in the past for publicly speaking about what some might deem as airing my “dirty laundry”, exposing some deep dark layers from my own experienced truth. Some would even go as far to say that it never happened, playing ignorant as a deflective tool to eliminate the circumstance & experiences. The dynamics ofContinue reading “The Human Truth Compass”
Sometimes you have to be selfish (you read that correctly) in the most genuine healthy way for your own self preservation, which goes against the nature of most people & personalities regardless of how you were raised. Im sure even the word SELFISH alone probably makes some, maybe even most feel utterly uncomfortable because it has such a negative mental inplantation connotation surrounding it.
I never once was taught from the early age of my adoption how to mourn & grieve my first initial loss that ended up effecting my entire life. I think because we are babies, the world around us was incapable of understanding the dynamics of this replacement mother/baby switch, believing we as children didn’t have anything to grieve. Adoptees are looked upon as a blessing in someones else’s life, while our own personal trauma from it goes unnoticed, ignored or dismissed, acting as if this loss never happened to us.
My first real informative memory of opinion outside my home life was my being held back in 1st grade & the humiliation is suffered with the same first grade teacher & on the playground with my peers. I was teased, made fun of & called a lot of hurtful names for being stupid, retreating me to a place of make believe & isolation. They must have been true if my entire educational system believed this of me, handicapping my entire school experience from there on out. You would never know this now by meeting me today, what I had suffered from as a child.
I had never in my life struggled with my own weight & could probably eat many of you under the table. I did however grow up in a home with an adopted mother who body shamed me because of her own weight loss & diet obsessed body dysmorphia imagine, which got consciously transferred onto me. Unlike her, I was graced with a set of biological genetic genes that is nothing like hers that created a jealousy instead, unknowingly internalizing this shame within my own beautiful body.
I always felt haunted in my own body by the ghostly feeling of these unresolved bleeding wounds of being given away. Even as a grown woman, I still needed & wanted answers that only she had the power to relinquish over me. What would make a mother want to give their child away was a very big question I had, especially becoming a mother of my own adding more emotions to wounds that would never seem to heal.
I have had a few of my clients reach out to me during this isolation period, expressing to me how much they miss their time with me & their manicures. So I decided to make this tutorial to show people some easy steps at getting a pretty good home manicure from yourself. http://www.facebook.com/magicalmaven/videos/10157895895193145/Continue reading “Do it your self manicure tutorial”
I decided to hop on the beautiful band wagon of generosity that is blowing up all around the world in lieu of the 2020 CORONAVIRUS & do a FREE TAROT READING GIVEAWAY on my INSTAGRAM page (find me at MAGICALMAVEN2). 30 minute card reading valued at $55.00. * NO PURCHASE NECESSARY It’s really easy toContinue reading “THE CORONAVIRUS GENEROSITY BAND WAGON”
Ive scrapped many blogs lately, embarrassed that I have nothing positive to say at this particular ( what day is it anyway) moment due to the currant state of our CORONA world & that we have absolutely no income coming in at the currant moment. Being that both my husband I are self employed inContinue reading “MY ONE & ONLY EMOTIONAL CORONA BREAKDOWN BLOG”
This decade is almost a wrap stepping into 2020 having done some massive personal healing and growth, restoring my mind body spirit connections with balance, harmony and unlimited amounts of unconditional love. If you saw where I was 10 years ago, you wouldn’t recognize me in that woman I’ve become today.. What I went throughContinue reading “10 years gone….buh BYE”