If I knew then what I know now, holy fuck, things would be way more interesting, exciting and less stressful.
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LOREM IPSUM DOLOR SIT AMET
What a gift to move into your adult years with worth, confidence and courage.
I started owning my feelings again. My feelings are my feelings, and for that I will not apologize.
Feeling “sorry” turns the focus on your weaknesses, and it holds you back from expressing your authentic self.
Looking back, I can see I shut myself off from the part of me that now gives me great joy.
What I’ve come to learn is that saying “I’m sorry” when there’s nothing legit to be sorry about is a red flag for unworthiness.
The hardest part of having to be in a wheelchair is my loss of independence.
“When I moved from being broken to feeling real joy in my heart, I became free.”
“I am finally free of the chains that bound me to my past and have a sense of renewed joy and happiness in my life.”
In April 2002, I embarked on my first vision quest in the canyon lands of Utah. This was a call…