My heart is full of stories: let’s release them all, ignite and rewrite, set fire to the old, free the present, create a soul space, wild freedom lived, to unfold and be told.
“Empty vessel, you’re in desperate need of filling, it says. Search. Yearn. Feel hollow. It’s deeper than you could ever reach. The demon just for me.”
“So please, dear me, be patient. Be patient as I heal, and I learn to love, because no one ever showed me how. I’m learning. Slowly.”
After 30 years of dieting, Pat was still 100 pounds overweight and starting to lose hope. She had tried everything to lose weight …or so she thought.
How Devorah stopped surrendering her unique gifts to please her husband, and instead learned to honour and accept herself.
Cara’s shares how her journey of overcoming perfectionism and cultivating self-compassion brought her closer to herself as well as her kids.
An honest poem about self-doubt, leadership, humility, and the creative process.
“I have believed you, owned you, lived with you, shrunk because of you, nearly broke apart in your hands many times, I have seen how easily you can destroy.”