I’m a victim.
There, I said it. I want to throw up a bit because I just said that out loud but confess it I must. You'll find out why in a minute...
Looking back on my life I can see how I’ve set myself up to be a victim to get love, to get praise, to even get approval and acceptance. In fact, being a victim has even made me feel like I belonged.
Has that ever happened to you?
I almost died Wednesday night. Wednesday was my fifth day of being sick. Diagnosed with bronchitis and strep throat, I was officially laid up with Kleenex in hand, amoxicillin by my side and a raspy sexy voice that I wanted to take advantage of.
Forgiveness must come. It is the only way to heal yourself from the pain of betrayal. Eventually, you must forgive. Not only the perpetrator, but yourself.
Do you ever use your past as an excuse? Do you recite your past as proof that you aren't 'good enough' or don't think you can succeed at something? Is there any part of you that believes that if you didn't have your past, your life would be better? Here's a preview of my horrid past...
I know you might be scared to take a risk or two, but isn't it time you decided to live your life from freedom rather than fear?
I've realized wake-up calls are when I truly am my most loving. It is when I decide to love, not necessarily because I feel it. What's your love wake-up call?
At the age of 45, I am finally buying my first piece of property. Why? I've fallen in love... not only with Mr. Love-A-Lot but also with Colorado itself.
To honor the day that changed my life, this year I decided it was time to free-fall into my future... I went sky-diving! Here's what happened.
The marathon changed my relationship to my body. Each of you, standing by cheering me on, changed my life. Thank you for sharing your love with me.
It took me thirty years to finally become fearless enough to dive into the deep end of my life.
When you become self-aware, you are truly in charge of your mind, your heart, your life. You see the dance of fear and you decide whether to engage or not.
When I notice the love surrounding me, I have more courage to choose happiness. I dare you to do the same this holiday season.
I invite you to give yourself the gift of sleep. Surrender to less than perfect and get the rest your body craves—your body will thank you!
I made a commitment that I would not date just for the sake of dating but date with meaning, with purpose, with my values leading the way.
I'm taking a deep breath right now as I face and embrace my next birthday. On December 1st I will be 45 years old.
Every time I finish a book a mixture of feelings hit me...relief (I'm done...yeah!!!), sadness (I'm done...boohoo...sniffle!) and fear (I'm done...oh no!).
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