I'm the kind of person who speaks her mind even when other people don't like it. This can either be an endearing trait or a dangerous one. Don't get me wrong, I know when I should hold my tongue, but sometimes I choose not to despite the consequences. In the past, I've justified this behavior... Continue Reading →
What Are You Afraid to Write About?
Day 8: #Trust30 Project The other terror that scares us from self-trust is our consistency; a reverence for our past act or word, because the eyes of others have no other data for computing our orbit than our past acts, and we are loath to disappoint them. - Ralph Waldo Emerson I have to be honest... Continue Reading →
A Letter to Myself
Oh my child, You are safe in the palm of my hand In the curve of my lap. There is no falling, No breaking, no doubting. Here is a place of soothing voices, Loving arms and adoring eyes. You are a light on the world Just by being in it. Here on my lap in... Continue Reading →