Sexiness. A quality that I have striven to dominate and make my bitch since a boy told me, “Miranda, you’re just cute.” My initial reaction was to think, “I’ll show you!” My fist raised in my mind’s eye in defiance. Why I didn’t just accept… Continue Reading “Sexy”
Who has society told you to be, friend? Has it whispered lies to you, forcing you to take a form that isn’t quite right, making you feel you’re supposed to play a role that isn’t meant for you? Have you sawed off the bits… Continue Reading “The Roles We Play”
Ever since my divorce at 29, after a very short lived three year marriage, I have struggled to find love…not because it hasn’t been there, but because I have not felt worthy. When you don’t feel worthy of love, and yet you’re out on… Continue Reading “The Realities We Create”
Hungry people make poor shoppers… the same is true when we are hungry for love and approval.
There are many ways in which we can let ourselves down. When we say yes, when we’d rather say no. When other people’s feelings are placed ahead of our well-being. When we silence our voice out of fear of how we will be perceived.… Continue Reading “Letting Ourselves Down”
We want to be chosen.
To have someone who loves us as we are, has seen the flaws and weaknesses, and wants us because these nuances are part of what make us beautiful, and wonderful and delightful.
To truly have someone see all the parts that make us uniquely us. To take the time to peal back the layers and say yes.
How beautiful living an intentional life can be, friend, and this seems an opportune time to think about the intentions we set and hold to in our lives as we approach the ending of one year, and the start of another. Our lives are… Continue Reading “Intentions”
We, friend, have a responsibility to teach people what is and is not acceptable. We have a responsibility take care of ourselves first. It is okay for us to have wants and needs, and for us to express these things out loud. It all comes down to what we believe we are worthy of, and what we choose to allow or permit.
I’d distract myself with this feeling of being needed, thinking that it meant that I was valued, that I mattered. That my existence in the space of this individual’s life was something spectacular and magical.
It is so easy to get lost in comfort.
To let the ease of a person, situation, or place lure us into a false sense of security and distract us from what it is we really want, where it is we are really going.