So the question arises, is there life in the middle? And if so, what the hell does that look like? And yet because life is constantly changing, constantly in flux, throwing you from one end of the spectrum to the other, there is no living permanently in the soft middle. The middle is only a place we visit, an inner sanctum we’re continually called to come back to, to find our ground, our solace, our resilience and our relief.
Read MoreHow many years have you lost just being so hard on yourself? It’s an interesting phenomenon. We tell ourselves that time flies, that it’s slipping through our fingers, that we must be as productive as possible to make every single minute count. And yet how much time do we continually lose to criticizing our bodies, denying our desires, questioning our true experience, and worrying what people think of us?
Read MoreThere are times as a mother when I literally forget who I am. Times when I get so sucked into the laundry list of life that I struggle to locate ME. When that happens I plop myself down and write. I ask and answer big questions and in the writing, I’m always brought back home to myself.
Read MoreYou’re getting closer. Closer to what matters. Closer to what feels good without feeling guilty about it. Closer to letting you just be you.
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