In order to let go one must separate and release.
You are lovable. You are enough. You are worthy. You are complete. You are whole. You are deserving. You are love. You are important. You are lovable. You are love.
Your main priority is to birth and take care of yourself
You are a lot stronger than you think. You are far greater than you give yourself credit for. You have been through so much in order to get to this journey. You've overcome so many obstacles and learned so much throughout your expansion. You have leveled up, grown and evolved along the way. You are … Continue reading Celebrate Your Evolution
I am always busy. I am a mother of a 2-year-old, so toddler-mom life always keeps me on my toes. Between work, blogging, taking care of my home, managing my Facebook group, weekly Twitter Chats, building my brand, and being a working mom, it’s so difficult to find the time to focus on me.
Self-love is a requirement.
I have learned that by taking small steps in my self-love journey, I am able to focus on all of the pieces of self-love as if to practice adding them into my daily routine. Even if it’s just for 10 minutes a day, it has become important to me to take of the one human who is taking care of everyone and everything else in my life, ME.
Our quality of care for others decreases when our self-care is not a priority.
What is Self-love?
According to Christine Arylo, Best Selling…
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The year had only just begun when I heard my psychiatrist, his voice quiet on the other end of the phone, telling me to go to the emergency room. “Will you go?” he asked me.
And I remember in that moment feeling like my cells were crawling and clawing in my body. The mere state of “being” was painful. I wanted to ask that doctor if he knew what he was asking me to do. How could he ask me to stay when everything hurt this much?
Last January, I couldn’t think of one good reason not to jump in front of the next train.
There were a million reasons not to.
Here’s what I would have missed: Trying my first veggie burger at Burger King. Learning I had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Eating sushi for the first time. Getting the first job that I’ve ever loved. Finding the…
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Realizing that holding onto the story of pain is a learned mechanism. One built from a place of longing for security and aiming for survival. There comes a time when the story no longer serves its purpose. It becomes more detrimental than helpful in the end. Doing more harm than good, isolating rather than connecting … Continue reading Time for a new story