This morning I was scrolling through my Instagram feed when I saw something that caught my eye. It was a video, done tongue in cheek, yet it was so on point, so accurate, and extremely funny. I had a really good chuckle watching this little spoof, but a bit later, it made me very sad. It made me sad because it is the truth, and here’s what I have to say about that…

The truth can be funny, it can be amusing and charming, it can be eye opening, and hold awakening powers. The truth can be candid and frank, directly to the point, it can even be pointed, which is not always helpful, but it is the truth nonetheless. The truth can also be bittersweet, sad, and down right ugly, depending on which side you are on, but the one thing about the truth that I find most interesting, is how we receive and perceive it.

Some people will outright deny the truth, as it may make more waves in their life. Some people avoid the truth because it makes them uncomfortable. Other people out and out fear the truth, wouldn’t want those illusions shattered, would we? And sometimes people will go so far to hide from the truth, that they lie on others’ behalf. For some people, believing a lie keeps them from rapture.

The truth absolutely sets us free. It sets us free from ourselves, situations, life trauma, abusers, corruption, misunderstandings, all kinds of things. So, ask yourself if you are possibly supporting any lies, and what would the freedom of the truth do for you?

Today I didn’t do anything for me, which I am okay with, not all days require me doing something for myself. For another, I ordered Birthday donuts for tomorrow! Oh, I also gave a stranger a hug at the donut shop. She said she was having a very bad day, I asked if she would like a hug, and so we did. I hope you are hugging, or getting hugs, that you are being truthful with others, and yourself, and I hope that the truth sets you free.

I wrote two separate posts for today, prior to this one, clearly you see neither made the final cut, and we’ll talk about the reason for that in a bit. In one post, I was talking about enrichment, the other was a spitball of the consideration of a high vibe week, which the latter amused me and the former just wouldn’t completely form. I had to remind myself that sometimes it is okay to just be low key, lower my expectations of myself, and it will still work out.

Do you do that, have to remind yourself to take a step back and just allow things to be? Do you have to remember that it doesn’t have to be deep, or a home run every time, maybe it just needs to be a walk to first base some times? On this gloomy, rainy day, I am being invited to just be low key.

I will go at a slower pace, and I will have 3 main things I would like to accomplish, but I can definitely take my time today, go at my leisure. I am going to change it up today, being low key and all, and tell you 3 things I have done, or will do today. After all, it is about taking my time!

What I am/will do for me today:

• Drank a cup of tea while sitting in the rocker, in front of the electric fireplace, while watching it rain
• Photography Education online
• Cook dinner with my husband

I would love to tell you what I will do for others, but I am not sure that will occur today. Being low key requires letting the day unfold, having no expectations, just being. And so I shall, and I shall enjoy it, and odds are it will provide room for me to be productive the next few days. I love having a flow in life, trusting what is called for, required even, it truly can make the days better! Do you flow with your days of life, if you don’t, would you consider it?

**WARNING: This post contains crude words and strong language.**

So, I had a friend tell me one day that I am very masculine.  I dress masculine, I speak with masculinity…I identify with the Sun more than the Moon…UH, okay, what is your point??? Sure, I dress in and Snap On apparel, um, my husband works for the company and I like how soft the t-shirts are, I also like free things? I speak my mind because I like clean and clear communication and not demure, easily misunderstood, let’s be so polite it that it just creates hard feelings language…and? I admit out loud and with pride that I am good at certain things…does that make me cocky or confident? Personally, I don’t feel that I should again, demure, and act like I am insecure or unsure of myself or my skills when I know how hard I have worked for those skills, that knowledge and that experience. And I have to favor the Moon over the Sun to be feminine? Um, nope. I think the Moon is terrific, I really do. But the Sun makes me happy with sunshine on my face. I love getting Vitamin D, so many benefits from that one, and the sun is where I send all of my negativity to be burned off and returned to the Earth for nourishment for plants and humans alike. As I will be doing over the next several days. Positive cycles are something I buy into wholeheartedly. Again friend, what is your actual point, or do you really have one? What is your agenda?

I don’t wear a lot of jewelry most of the time, and sometimes I wear none at all. I have sensitive skin, and sometimes the less of anything I have on, the better. The weight and pressure of jewelry is excruciating to me at times. I told my husband years ago to please not buy me jewelry, I wouldn’t want to waste money on something I will most likely never wear. I wish that I could be like my friend Angie and always wear super cute earrings. I compliment her, and comment each time she wears a pair I have never seen. First, she is darling and her earrings accent that about her. Secondly, I admire that she can wear these works of art on her body and I cannot, it enhances her inner and outer beauty. My friend Angie is awesome, I doubt she thinks I am masculine, but then again, she isn’t threatened by me either. She owns her own AWESOME. Love you, Ang and  appreciate you.

Do I actually only dress in Snap On attire? No. I wear a litany of clothing articles, of varying colors, none of which are all white. Yes friend, I will NEVER wear an all white shirt. I am a stain magnet. When your breasts are as large as mine, you are an inevitable stain magnet, whether you are eating or not. Also, I am pale. White and pale skin are not very compatible. I wear black. I make no apologies or excuses for that. First, black is every color. Not the absence of color, but EVERY color. I like black because it stays “cleaner” than light colors…remember, I am a stain magnet. Black goes with anything. Black is slimming. And I don’t care who told you that black absorbs energy(okay I concede this has some scientific merit in some way), but when I do energy work, black blocks, black protects, black grounds, black is invisible and settling to clients on a table, oh and too, black is not color reflective while doing photo shoots. Black is a color that is classic. I LOVE BLACK.

I decided somewhere along the way, that it is okay to admit when I know something good about myself. So, when you tell me I am good at something, and I say I know…I literally know, and can admit it to myself. I don’t do my best for the praise, I don’t do my best so that you can tell me about it. I do my best to satisfy myself and my own standards. My clients will tell you that praise falls on these deaf ears. I want to hear my services helped you, that you feel better or that you love the images I did for you, not for my own vanity, but because of how it made you feel, I genuinely want you to be happy. I am my own worst critic, so my self praise/satisfaction, is what I am aiming for. I appreciate the kind words, but kind words are not always genuine, I want something more tangible than praise…and I am NOT reducing my self worth to needing others’ pretty words. Personally, if I say something nice to you, I genuinely mean it, it is coming from my heart and soul. Granted a lot of people speak like this, but I am not one to need the words. Maybe this makes me masculine???

To be crass, I have a vagina and breasts. Hello feminine. I self identify as Female, BECAUSE I AM. My period is not synced with the Moon, and I am perfectly okay with that. Do I see how the Moon and Female cycle is connected? Sure do, but I am not defined by whether me and Mother Moon are in cyclic sync. Maybe I am MORE feminine because I love the Sun? Sun represents masculine energy, and I love men tremendously. Specifically, I loved the grandfather whose words set in motion my life of helping to heal others. I love my dad who treated me as an equal, he worked me like a boy on the farm at times, he taught me a lot of “manly” things involving animals, tools, problem solving pragmatically, how to chew tobacco at a tender age, and he is the person I consult on a lot of matters in life. Not because I can’t make a decision, no the decision is made before I even call him, but I do call because we think a lot a like and reason through problems very similarly. My husband, I love so very much about my husband. That does not mean that we haven’t had our problems and issues, no, it means that we have worked and grown through them. In addition to his beautiful personality, I love all of the physical qualities, male qualities, that attracted me to him. I am a girl that loves a good triceps on a man, nothing is hotter than a well developed triceps on a man…well, mostly;) Sorry Bill, I may admire triceps on other dudes, but yours is the only one I want to reach out and touch and cuddle up to at night(no metaphors involved here, straight triceps talk).

And what about my feminine influences in life? I was raised by beautiful, softly strong women. My grandmothers, greats included, were all amazing women that were single/widowed for a very long time. These women lived by themselves, took care of themselves and never compromised their self worth just to be with another man. They were all different and unique from each other. One grandma wore dresses and skirts most of my life, but she could wrangle an animal and scale a fence like any man I know. My maternal grandma wore fingernail polish and Youth Dew, but she could out drink a man in Budweiser any day of the week. And then there is my mom. I once had a coach tell me that I was not to use foul factory language(I said shoot under my breath, but he was hell bent on saying he heard me say shit), because my mom worked in the same factory as him…personally, I’d rather cuss like a sailor than  be a hypocrite that people don’t respect. My mom taught me how to endure. She showed me that I love to smell like a girl, she taught me to love my body even if my breasts were too large and feminine, but to appreciate that I was shapely and womanly.

I have two amazing daughters that I am raising. I am teaching them that no one defines them, only they do. They should be who they choose to be, not who the world or another small minded person may try to define them to be. They are girly some days, and some days they are not, a lot like their mother, but you know friend, you probably wouldn’t know that because you see me(and them) a VERY small fraction of the time, and typically first thing in the morning when I am about to go to yoga, looking all ratchet. I wear makeup, but not often because I have rosacea. I worked hard for clear skin and I am not about to lose that now, especially not to make someone think I am more feminine. You know what, my girls don’t wear makeup a lot either, they know they are beautiful and feminine without it, and so do I.

So, what is the point of this post? Did you touch a nerve? Do you think I am too defensive and that says something underlying about me. Damn right. I know what mental abuse is and you, my friend are doing just that to make yourself feel better, or to think you are better and higher in pecking order than I am. Joke is on you, I don’t subscribe to that BS, I have better things to do and I know exactly who I am. Do you know exactly who you are? I am infuriated that you, in your quest of Feminine power and ownership would dare label me, question me and biggest of all, think you know me so well that you could make assumptions based on a fraction of my time in your presence, or what someone else that I have never met thinks they know about me. This disgusts me, and shows me how weak of personality and character you truly are. I am all about owning my FEMININITY, and I am the only one that gets to define that, not you or anyone else. ME. If this post hurts your feelings or sensibility, then good sister, consider us even, and I hope you learned a little more about me, enough to know that you don’t really know a damn thing about me. And trust me, I know myself pretty damn well, and you do not. You need to take a step back and look at yourself, FO.

Please don’t read this and think it applies to you… it applies to one person, and only one person. That person will read this and know it’s directed at him/her. If you even have to question whether it’s you, then it’s clearly not you. Oh, by the way… don’t let the fact that you’ve angered me in any way make you think that your thoughts and actions are justified. Put simply, they are not. You don’t empower someone by stabbing them in the back with the hand that’s not hugging them, and you sure as hell don’t put them down in an attempt to raise yourself.

Written by Bill Robinson, for The Photographist Life

Love, it’s a m*th*rf*cker, eh?
When ERIN asked me to write a piece for her, this movie quote is the first thing I thought of. It’s So much of a MF’er that I bet that many of you reading this can’t even clearly define what it is. You love your spouse, you love your kids, you love your pets, you love tacos, you love to read… you get the point. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and reflection about my own life recently, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I struggle to define what LOVE actually is to me.
You turn 18, either go to college or get a job, and all of a sudden you’re holding the keys to your life. Looking back at this as a 44 year old version of myself scares the hell out of me, especially because I have a child currently entering into adulthood. We tend to think we’ve got the world figured out during that time in our lives, but the truth is that we don’t know a damn thing.
What’s scariest is that several of us make the choice to enter into what should be the most sacred relationship in our lives… marriage. It should be a happy time to share our lives, to share our experiences, and to share our love with our partner. Unfortunately, most of us have absolutely no clue who we even are, yet we’re deciding to try and adult with the best of them! And we wonder why half of marriages end in divorce? I wonder?
Let me preface this by saying that I have always loved my wife, at least according to my own definition of what I thought love actually was. The problem is that my definition and her definition never really aligned with each other’s, and it brought us to the point that she referenced… she wanted a divorce, and she was serious. The vast differences in our definitions of love, as well as me carrying around about 10 tons of baggage from my upbringing that clouded my above referenced adulthood, created a relationship that may be considered strained at best. It sucked when she told me, and it hurt, but it also made me step into myself to try and figure my life out.
What I discovered, and am still discovering, is that I have been a miserable shit in my most important relationships. I’ve always worked hard, probably too hard, to be a provider for my wife and kids (a big portion of my understanding of what I thought love was). The problem is that this isn’t what they’ve always wanted or needed from me, and it often led to frustration for those of us involved. Someone commented on Erin’s post that she wasn’t seen or wasn’t heard… that’s exactly what she’s always needed that I haven’t provided, and it took me finally listening to her to realize how important she is to me.
But why was I a miserable shit? That’s a question that I’ve been figuring out through much self reflection as well as through counseling. The truth is that I had some poor examples shown to me while I was growing up, and it manifested into much more when I thought I had this “adulting” thing figured out. Communication was very limited while I was growing up, which led to a lack of emotions, other than anger and fear. Fear was oftentimes used as a means of control, which created a great sense of frustration and anger. The problem is that this frustration and fear really didn’t show its full face until I ventured onto my own path in my own relationship. This sense of fear still causes me issues to this day, oftentimes avoiding a difficult conversation because of the perceived sense that things could wind up with someone being upset or angry with me. This mindset, however, typically leads to no resolution whatsoever, and problems continue, despite the fact that I desperately want them resolved. This is a large part of the reason that Erin felt the way she did, and I knew it was time for a change.
This same frustration, fear, and anger created a version of me that’s really not accurate. It made me very selfish, selfish to the point that it nearly cost me what’s most sacred to me… my wife. Selfishness, defensiveness, blame, and guilt were the tools of the trade in my household growing up. As I continue to ramble on, I want you to think about why you do the things you do? Do you do things because you like to or because you enjoy them, or, do you do them to avoid feeling negative emotions like guilt or shame? It’s my contention that the majority of the things that were done by me and my family when I was a child was to avoid feeling guilt, which again, clouded many of the choices I have made as an adult. Guilt sucks… that’s about as simply as I can put it, so do the things you want to do for the reasons you want to do them, Not because someone may make you feel bad for not complying with what they think you should do! But… don’t take it to the extreme that you only make selfish decisions, because that sucks for the ones you love, and that’s where I have lived for quite some time.
I’ve been very angry, which I have been aware of. I have recently started figuring out the why, which is allowing me to let go of the anger! I have also not liked myself, for a multitude of reasons, and it set my marriage on a path for disaster. ERIN has always loved me and been here for me and tried to help me, but I have allowed all the negativity in my life to overshadow all of this. I’ve never felt like I was good enough, and I’ve lived with self doubt. Again, though the help of self reflection and counseling, I finally like myself, and more importantly, I allow me to be proud of me! And, for the first time probably ever, I am truly happy!
Why am I sharing all of this? I have been asking myself this question as I have written all of this piece. Maybe it will change the perception you have of me, good or bad, and for the first time in my life, I’m okay with that. You’re free to think what you wish, as am I! But, I really hope you’ll take this advice away from this… figure out what love is to you, and make sure that your loved ones know it and feel it. And for God’s sake… listen, care, and be open to love. I don’t want anyone reading this to wind up where ERIN and I did recently. You matter, but so does your spouse. Learn to communicate, don’t be defensive, and listen to understand, not to respond.
I can put this story out here because it’s my story, and I’m not going to hide from it any longer. The best part is that my story is going to have a happy ending, and I want your to too. Mine will be happy because I have a woman who loves me, and has been extremely patient with me (she would tell you to the point of sainthood, and that’s not far from the truth)! The biggest thing that’s going to create my happy ending is my willingness to let all the BS in my life go, so I can evolve and grow as a person, and be the man my wife has deserved the whole time!

Happy Monday, all!

I don’t think I have mentioned this, or maybe I have in a flippant way, but last year I realized that I didn’t know a damn thing. I mean, I know a lot, about a lot, and I always had an answer for any question, but I woke up one morning and thought, “I don’t know shit.” It was alarmingly profound.

I think this was more of another spiritual/life level, and it was a thought and moment to prepare me for the next chapter of my life, maybe just of life in general that many folks experience. It was at that moment that all of the things I thought I knew, and all of the answers I could give, did not matter. None of it was relevant any longer, and I almost felt as if I was starting from scratch. The biggest thing I really understood was this: my self awareness, while strong, confident and firm, was not a large representation of the collective awareness. My awareness of self ceased to matter because I fully got that, I was very in tune with that, but I needed to go back to a curiosity of my self, yes, but more so a curiosity of the collective whole of people.

We are so wide and varied as a people, and often, good people are looked down upon for many reasons, one of which is lack of religion. Jesus didn’t expect all the people to know what he knew, no, he taught his disciples, to also go teach the people, no matter who they were, what background, what socioeconomics, no matter gender, no matter profession, no matter of anything, he just wanted people to hear the word, to listen and understand it…and he also knew about the self righteous folks who thought more highly of themselves(hello, Mary’s sister), but there were lessons there too. Anyhow, my point is that none of us are perfect, we can all learn, and we need to provide room for people to grow…because we don’t know anything, and you never know when you will be called upon to have room for new knowledge, recognizing that in reality, you don’t know much of anything. I hope this gives you something to ponder this week, or at minimum, cements your thoughts of my deranged ness, which I accept and appreciate-it means I am talking about something uncomfortable. You can’t grow in the comfort zone. With that, let me tell you…

What I did for me today:

• Enjoyed the sunshine
• Revisited some older images, re edited those just for myself
• Gave up coffee for 8 millionth time

I didn’t really do anything special for anyone today. I worked, and while that is providing a service for another, I get paid so I never feel the need to include that aspect in what I did for others. Who knows what tomorrow holds, and what I may do for myself or for others. What are you doing for you and for others?

Hello all! What a beautiful, if not chilly Sunday we are having today here in Ohio! The cold can’t stop the happiness I feel from the sun shining today…and maybe that 10 1/2 hours of deep sleep I got last night, after a restless week is just what I needed too?! Whatever the reason, it is a beautiful day, and so I shall enjoy every minute of it!

I have really been having all kinds of thoughts the last 5 days. I came to a startling realization on day 5, and since then, more things keep unfolding in my life to support that realization. Here’s the thing, if you ask yourself a question, and the answer isn’t clear, ask a higher source, for me, I asked God to show me, and for the universe to broaden that so it was obvious for me to see. This method has never failed as it always delivers and did, but something pleasant that has occurred is the little things being said to me by many people to also support the answer shown to me…the answer that was in my heart all along that I couldn’t embrace, acknowledge or even allow myself to really think.

Wow, what all do we keep ourselves from because of the blocks we put on ourselves?! Some things self imposed are very clear, very much in our face or the forefront, and other times we hide something from ourselves because we are afraid of what others will think, how it will make them feel, how that will make us feel about ourselves if we make them feel bad, how that issue may be extremely deep seated or deeply implanted, and that really makes us question just so much more. WHICH IS PERFECTLY OKAY.

I have noticed that I have been getting irked with a bunch of “helpful, supportive, caring, or knowing” memes people have been sharing here of late, and so I will share with you something that resonated with me, in fact I will put it on this post twice. You know, just to remind us both.

We are all on our own journey. I cannot tell you what is best for you, I can share what I did, how that worked, how it failed, what I did that was good, and what I would change. I might tell you this to give you support, relatability, or to say have you considered this starting point. I admit I don’t have the answers for you, I don’t want to have the answers for you, but I do most likely want to watch how you go about your life, cheering you on, picking you up when you need it and being strong with you(no longer for you) if you need me to. I will empathize and maybe cry with or for you if that is what I feel. I may not always agree with your way, but I will always respect that it is your life and thus your way is the best way for you. I will celebrate your confidence and maybe your moments of feeling unsure but perseverance, and the fact that you are choosing to live your life and you are doing it your way.

I truly hope you do the same for others, that you give them space to be themselves, to make decisions that are best for them. I hope you support them in their decisions, even if you don’t necessarily agree or see it from their point of view. I hope that you see this as an opportunity, and I hope they do too. This my friends should be what we do, circles of positivity. This is not to say we need to let someone run wild and crazy being a danger to themselves and others, but to simply live their lives, making the best decisions for them, no matter what that is.

What I did for me today:

• Yoga
• Cleaned more of my house
• Slept/rested until my body/mind was ready to greet the day

What I did for another:

• Apologized for letting someone down-as it truly was not my intention, listened to them air their feelings out, respected how they felt and what they said

I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings, as it will mark about the 1/4 mark of my 45 day journey! See you tomorrow!

Good Saturday to you all! I am not much on words today, but I will leave you all with this: Are you a person of integrity? Could you have better integrity? Are you a blowbag tooting your own horn? Something to ponder this weekend, and more on that later.

What I did for me today:

• I made plans with friends for this evening, long overdue
• I voiced 3 things that I disliked, struggled with, or that was causing me ill feelings and allowed another to help me with those

What I did for another:

• Gifted a great home device that we received with a purchase, but had no use for

I hope you all have a great day, see you tomorrow!

Whew! Today kind of just flew by! Do you ever have days like that, where time just flies by and it is because you have had such a great day?! I am going to keep this short and sweet, it’s been a busy day and I am ready to chill.

Today, what I did today for me:

• Pedicure
• Facial (I trade for this service)
• Entered another image for accreditation
• Day 3 of online workshop

What I did for others:

• Gave gift certificate to show appreciation
• Complimented another nail client’s shoes, and asked to take a pic!

Seriously, I cannot say enough about skincare. You don’t realize how much you like your skin, until you take great care of it, or rather you find someone to take great care of it with/for you. If you need an amazing esthetician, Jacky is your girl! She has Grove City and local appointments available! https://m.facebook.com/Rejuv-Esthetics-by-Jacky-302621576918109/

Ah! Did you think the title was about my post? Well, don’t be disappointed, but it is not. It is about our interactions in life. Surprise!

We seem to be programmed. Yes, that was the statement/sentence/declaration, whatever word applies to it. We are often raised with the expectation to say the right things, it probably started as socializing our wild little forms in to being polite, more mature versions of ourselves. While this isn’t a bad thing, it’s not a good thing, to a large degree, I kind of wonder if that is the moment we start to lose our authentic selves, when we slap a filter on our voices?

As well get older, we become more refined, more politically correct, more polite and more agreeable. Hmm, this makes me sad, as it also indicates that we stop being ourselves in some manner, we become acceptable, predictable, bland. CIVILIZED. Anyone else panicking a bit?

What happens when you go against the grain and speak your truth, your perspective, or the truth of the matter? Is it immediately accepted? Is it considered truth? Is it even considered??? Or do people just jump on to your convo thinking they are showing support by just agreeing with you, maybe getting heated on your behalf…is it all part of that programming of losing our voices?

I have really been speaking my truth for a while now, it differs from my opinion. My opinion is just that, it is what I think about something. My truth is that, a truth about myself or my life. Another’s perspective may vary, but in the end, it is my truth. Same goes for someone else. I may have an opinion about them or their life, but I cannot tell you what their truth is, only they can. I reckon I can relay their truth, but second hand info loses something in translation.

The point of all of this? We often don’t need a response or an opinion on things, especially about others’ lives, maybe we just need to listen, for to the person speaking, or for ourselves to apply to our own lives. We glean more from listening and observing, we also do well to listen, not judge and definitely not form an opinion.

This makes me think about my 45 days. I got upset earlier today when someone compared the ease of my day, with the difficulty of theirs. I thought, you have no idea how I arrived here, you need to understand we are on different journeys, and then I thought, I really don’t care what they think they know about my day, how I arrived here, or where they think I am going. Freedom!

What I did today for me:

• Attended day 2 of an online workshop
• I let opinion and judgment from another go
• I drank a lot of water

What I did for others:

• I let go of their opinion and judgment of me

Are you responding out of response? Are you responding out of support? Are you responding with truth? Are you having an opinion or just listening to what someone is saying? Do you know why you say or respond the way you do? I would love to know your thoughts, drop me a line!!

Good Wednesday Morning!

I am feeling the after effects of my day yesterday, of all I worked through, of all I acknowledged, and of all I released. I was feeling pretty tired and sluggish before yoga this morning, but I am feeling really calm and mellow, basking in the after glow now. My day should be a steady hum today, constant, productive, and ready! The way I feel now, is very contradictory to how I felt yesterday. Thankfully.

I read something a friend posted yesterday and I shook my head. The reason I shook my head is because the content skirted the fact that we are human. Humanly flawed, humanly made, humanly feeling. Yes, we need to put our faith somewhere worthy, but it doesn’t do us any good to ask someone else to solve our problems when we have the ability to do it ourselves. Does this mean we are self reliant? Yes, but my worries are not bigger than me, and I know God has me, especially if I cannot handle what he has placed in front of me to learn and deal with for my benefit.

We often don’t like conflict with others, but do we stop and think about the conflict within ourselves? Often the internal conflict leads to self discovery and growth, which serves a higher purpose, for us. Almost as if the conflict was put in front of us by design, for our benefit. Do you see conflicts, issues, stress, problems and worries that way, as opportunities? I know I do, and today, I am grateful to have my husband be where he is in his journey so I can communicate my feels, worries, and fears to him, he knows me better than anyone.

In addition to him helping me, I had the assistance of a great friend. She is always there when I need, and tells me what I need to hear-not what I want, but need. Between voicing my thoughts and feelings to God, the universe, Bill and Jenny, I gained an enormous amount of clarity, lost the vast inner turmoil and conflict. Did I dump on them? No, I expressed what I hold in and expect myself to solve…I reached out for assistance and got love, comfort and support in the end. Are you asking for help when you need it, or do you dump your feelings and problems on people? Do you know the difference?

What I did for me today:

• Went to yoga, letting my body lead the way, left feeling amazing and soul soothed
• Attend an online photography workshop
• Allowed myself room to breathe, release and work through my inner conflict

What I did for others:

• I let ladies at yoga pet my coat-it’s pretty damn soft, sensory delight, we all need softness in our lives
• Sending up prayers for all that need it right now

What does your day look like? You have any conflict, comfort or communication you need to do, or receive, today? I would love to know, drop me a line!