What becomes of this woman or person who built their kingdom around the role they naturally embodied with their children? Who are they in the absence of their offspring that are now off to become independent sovereignties all of their own. What will happen to the person who is no longer needed for every day things that once gave them meaning and value? Where is that person now who once had the natural skill set to pull off fundraising and social activities that they volunteered for, having natural business minded abilities driven and focused within the home and school? Are you ready to TRANSFORM yourself for the next phase of your life?
This past year has been quite the year for me personally with my family & collectively as a whole planet, watching mankind in my opinion become more divided than ever. Ironically in the tarot deck using numerology the numbers for last year equated to the year of the Hierophant (5), who’s universal energy is equatedContinue reading “2+0+2+2= 6 The Year Of The Lovers”
I can remember the love hate relationship I had with parenting that no one really openly talks about, even more so during difficult times of separation, division of family or when divorcing a narcissist. Most people want to save face portraying an ideology that every thing is “great” with raising children, hiding behind their own faceContinue reading “The (Un) Fun Of Divorce”
What I realized during some of these long over due evaluations of connections was that I was my own form of toxic poisoning to my well being, thoughts & beliefs. I had for years consumed the tainted koolaid that was served from a narcissistic parent that I thought was a refreshment, distorting my entire truth of self beliefs. I found a way during my later years in healing to forgive myself & that abused little girl inside that simply didn’t know any better or differently.
Unsolicited outside opinions at times are just a way for other people to share & spread their own fear based biases. Opinion are not facts or truths, just a collection of words that belong to another persons vocabulary of assumptions & ideas, viewpoint & speculations that might have nothing to do with you. Points of views say more about the person who speaks of them so take them with a grain of salt & use what seems to resonates with you while learning to pass over what doesn’t. Listening to someone speak & share their feelings doesn’t have to mean you agree.
I don’t ever remember while growing up being taught or guided on how to manage the emotional attributes of sadness & grief. I remember one time when I was about 8 years old my nana calling the house in hysterics to inform my mom that her father had fallen ill & was in the hospital.Continue reading “The Power Beyond Grief”
Sometimes you have to be selfish (YOU READ THAT CORRECTLY) for your own self care preservation, which normally goes against the nature of most people upbringing regardless of how you were raised. Im sure even the word SELFISH alone probably makes some, maybe even most people feel uncomfortable because of the negative connotation that surrounds it.Continue reading “The Gift In Self(ish)Care”
I haven’t celebrated fathers day in over 7 years now when my former father decided it was more important to keep his friendship with my ex husband than it was having a relationship with his daughter. I was once very close to my dad growing up (my former mother despised our bond), idolizing his statureContinue reading “The NON Father’s Day”
There are usually specific times in our lives that call upon us to participate in some epic shit created by the universe, usually when we are not feeling so incredibly outstanding. Many times we see & view these moments as more of a personal assassination when we are at the lowest points in our life, challengingContinue reading “The Birth Of The Legendary Phoenix”
I never realized how bright my light actual was until I came to terms with how disruptive & chaotic my family background had been, living off of the emotional crumbs that I once thought were full course meals of sustenance. I never put together that the ache in my emotional body was that of starvation, surviving on artificial processedContinue reading “I Am The Light”