The past weeks have been self-realization weeks. So many things fell into their perfect place. What didn’t make sense, finally made sense; my mistakes and past made sense. My present made all the sense and that’s when I realized that everything is truly the way it’s supposed to be! I was meant to be at this point in my life, doing what I am doing and living this life the way I am. I desire not another life.
When tragedy strikes…yet births a new realm of purpose…
You will get to a certain point of healing and maturity, where you will have an ‘aha’ moment, that the people who have hurt you had nothing to do with you or what you have done; that we don’t have enough power to control people’s actions towards us and sometimes it’s not about you at all, but it has everything to do with themselves.
a place of perfect peace and happiness, like heaven. In Buddhism, nirvana is the highest state that someone can attain, a state of enlightenment, meaning a person’s individual desires and suffering go away.
Who are we when we are done playing the roles we chose and the ones the world chose for us?
It’s 2019 and mental health is as important as drinking water and minding your own business.
We truly can not live our best lives if women are still carrying pain like it’s a beauty mark and men hitting they heads against the wall like they are not created to have emotions. We need to speak more about what pinches life out of us, we need therapy, we need to say more no’s and we need to love ourselves first, in order to be the best possible person we can be to others and most importantly ourselves.
At the very big age of 37 (three-seven sounds better), I find myself factually starting over.