Holistic and Spiritual AF

What’s up, Readers? I can’t believe I almost forgot how fly I am and I don’t know why. It’s uncanny how easily reduced I can become by other's opinions, judgments, and insecurities. I’m so sensitive and so hard at the same time it’s such a delicate dance between the powerful yet sensitive divine feminine and the direct and strong divine masculine energy.  It’s stupefying that even though my mind logically understands, not needing approval from other people my heart often does not. No matter how much work I’ve done in this area it always creeps back up like a bad dream. It’s mind-boggling how deep the wounds of emotional and verbal abuse can go. This creates such an imprint in the soul and I believe that it etches into something deeper like how one truly feels about themselves. Because the scar is so deep it requires levels of healing. It requires consistent reinforcement of positive seeds of inspiration and empowerment that grow into self-actualization. Image generated by: DALLE Th...

What's up Family, I hope your week was better than mine. The other day was one of those days. It was next to horrible! I was powerless over so many people, places, and things again. I'm an Aries proud leader of the zodiac, a leader by nature with a competitive mindset and I can't stand to be on the losing team. Not to mention we Aries can have quite the temper. This is something I've had to master over the years. With wisdom and maturity, it has gotten a lot better and more appropriate for the occasion but I still have my moments but much better than the old days. Anyway so back to my vent. So I finally got the job of my dreams and Chile there's always a catch between what we think we want and what it actually is. For me it seems that my dreams can be a bit unrealistic, I don't know if it's because it's really based on hope and emotion more than an intricate balance between the left brain and right brain.  Photo by  Houcine Ncib  on  Unsplash I knew that...

The power of reading at an early age! One of the greatest gifts I received from my mother as a child was the gift of reading. She read to me, and she allowed me to sound out words until I became a reader myself.   Some of my earliest memories were the feeling of my mother's pride when I read as a little girl. By the time I went to kindergarten, I knew how to read fluently. Throughout the years, I found the love for books, before audible was a thing. I remember my curiosity and initiative for looking up words that I didn’t understand in the dictionary. This was exciting to me, nerd much? Yes, and proud of it!  This went on to enhance my vocabulary, and even to this day my brain automatically reaches for the unconventional word first. I had no idea that that simple initiative on my mother’s part would open up a world of understanding of the world around me.  When I had my girls, I did the same thing, books were a flex in our house. Image: Midjourney AI generated photo I had...