Read the first part here: The Chronicles of Us FOUR. I walked past your old flat on Eversholt Street and remembered that night we put the world to wrongs, sitting side by side on the cold kitchen floor, drinking Johnnie Walker Black Label out of teacups and discussing the pros and cons of freedom. The
ONE. Sometimes I don’t talk at all. Mostimes I tell you interesting facts about ketchup and painters and space and Japan and coins and pregnant giraffes. But sometimes I don’t speak at all. Still you wait and wait, still, with the patience of a saint, until I come back and tell you that the man
Something has changed, I think it is me. I no longer look back and see only my mistakes, now I can see all of the people I am grateful for. I see the lessons I have learned and appreciate the experiences I have had.
Part of that is owed to the people I have met, the women who have guided me with their intelligence, their strength, and their wisdom.
In that light I would like to dedicate this series of posts Fierce Lady Friends: The Seven Lessons for the women in my life, my tribe, and to the women out there who are living, supporting and teaching one another. In the coming weeks, I will be posting the Seven Lessons from my own perspective and experience and sharing a bit about the women in my life who were my teachers in the formative time in my life that is now coming to a close. The Lessons are:
Acceptance, Boundaries, Compassion, Courage, Unconditional Love, Trust, and Sisterhood.
I’m a massive fan of self-love. I cherish the idea of us all being wonderful to ourselves and investing the majority of our time and energy into our own selves and wellbeing. We’re all so brilliant in our individual ways and it seems a waste to forgo that chance of unadulterated self-love in favour of…
Relationships end. Breakups can be awful. Whether we decide to end it or our partners do, there is always a period of adjustment and mourning.
Our logical analytical mind wants to swoop in, be the hero, and save us from our emotions so give it something to do instead of breaking down the same situations over and over again.
I have a tendency to over analyze things, which can be self-defeating; this is an example of the kind of analysis that is helpful.
Since Sia’s Elastic Heart came out I have played it (sometimes on repeat) to bring me back to myself even when I am in the thralls of avoidance: dying my hair, remaking my bed (even if it’s clean) moving furniture, excessive baking, walking, you get the picture…
Listening to music, reading a book or watching a show can give us the inspiration we need to exercise the aspects of ourselves that left unattended can drive us crazy. We can find empowerment instead of self-defeat.
Originally posted on Ebben Wilde:
I am 14 They tell me if I loved something too much, the almighty God would take it away. He would give me the ability to love something so fully, so fiercely, so deeply and pure turn around and smite me with his jealousy. It’s ok to love, but don’t…
Originally posted on A Spiritual Journey : Ashley's Truth:
I just had this epiphany. I was thinking about my baby Rosie and how she had learned how to sit and crawl so quickly compared to her fellow baby peers. But when she was only a month old, she didn’t have any inclination that she should…
I’m stuck in some kind of old pattern and I can see it, I can see the door to get out, but I seem to have misplaced the key. But, I think I want the key misplaced. I’m holding on to something I cannot name because I don’t know the part of me that is holding on.
Am I not ready? Or am I scared?
Am I truly avoiding Clarity, or am I keeping myself in the dark a little while longer? Maybe I don’t want to know the answer.