It is very easy as a sensitive, empathic person to think that I am doing something wrong. It happens usually when someone does something differently than me. It is very sad that I automatically assume that I am doing something wrong. Thankfully, I have been learning to nurture myself so that I can embrace theContinue reading “Different isn’t wrong”
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Being here
Introduction This poem is a follow up to a few of my recent posts (Choosing consciously, and Being while doing) about living more consciously and being aware of my life as I’m living it. This has been one of my goals for several years now and I seem to go through times where this isContinue reading “Being here”
What about me?
This is a very vulnerable post about listening to my pain and learning to honor and make space for it. May you be blessed with lots of healing!!
Choosing consciously
May this poem inspire you to be kinder to yourself while making healthy and conscious choices! Big hugs!
That cynical edge
I wrote this poem in January 2019. I was going through a tough time with my mental and physical health, and there were several other challenges in my personal and professional life. I was learning so much about being an empath and how to thrive despite everything I was feeling. I definitely didn’t feel likeContinue reading “That cynical edge”
Missing myself
I wrote this poem on February 14, 2019. I remember those days of missing myself, and I still sometimes feel that, although it has a different feeling lately. Like I’ve been missing only certain parts of me that I’m still reclaiming, like my power. I am sharing it with the hope that it inspires anyoneContinue reading “Missing myself”
Lightning and thunder
Lightning and thunder – a poem These are new feelings for me Crackling and burning under the surface of my skin Anger and rage wanting to burst out through every aspect of my body Exhausted at myself for all the limiting ways I have been relating to life For all the power and strength thatContinue reading “Lightning and thunder”
Numb
I remember itWalking through life emptyA shell of myselfWith no hope for life to be any different I remember the terrible loneliness The sense that everyone else had it figured out but meThe longing to have a purpose and an existence greater than the numbnessBut thinking that was reserved for others I have felt thisContinue reading “Numb”
Being motivated by guilt
To Be Human
To be human. What is it really? Is it to be perfect, to have everything organized and controlled? Or it is about acknowledging that life gets messy and choosing gratitude anyway? Is it about having everything society tells me I should have? Or is it about making the best with what I’ve got and dreamingContinue reading “To Be Human”
PhD in Being Me 