Nov 3, 2014
I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately.
I would love to say that it’s because I’m not sleeping well or because I am entering my third month of spending almost all of my time on the couch while recovering from adrenal fatigue. I would love to be able to sort of blame this funk on something outside of myself.
And while I’m sure these external circumstances are contributing to it, I know that it wouldn’t be accurate to point the finger completely at them.
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Oct 23, 2014
Today was an interesting day.
For months, I would look at the calendar and my stomach would sink. For months, I knew that I had to do something that I didn’t want to do – something that needed to be done.
And while I won’t get into the specifics of what that something was, I will say that I did it.
And all of the worrying beforehand and stories that played out in my mind about how it was all going to play out didn’t come to pass. Not even close.
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Oct 16, 2014
If we’ve been connected for a while here on Soul Speak, you may have noticed a shift in me over the last year. I’ve been doing much less and reflecting much more. I’ve been listening to my soul more often and have been doing my best to take my ego out of the driver’s seat. I’ve been taking better care of my tired body by resting and disconnecting from the outside world as much as possible.
I’ve been remembering how important More
Oct 8, 2014
I received an unsolicited email from someone yesterday that prompted me to write this post. In the message, a woman that I don’t know said that she had just watched my video for the Soulful Life Sanctuary. She said that my speaking voice didn’t match the voice that she imagined that I would have. She said that she had perceived me to be a “strong, dynamic, heart-ful, and powerful woman” and went onto say More
Sep 24, 2014
After recently watching a wonderful documentary called Mortified Nation (where willing participants go on stage and read from their teenage journals), I took a trip down memory lane and read through my old journals. My first entry was when I was 10, and let’s just say that I wasn’t happy with my brother at the time (a theme that continued through many of the entries). 🙂
I continued to write regularly throughout my teenage years and well into my twenties. I used my journal as a space More