For the days when through is the only way

For the days when through is the only way

As a mother of young kids who wake up early, I’m on the hustle from sun up to bedtime. I can see them and be with them and love them for most of the day, but I end up compromising my own well being in the process.

For the days things don’t go as planned? (And seriously, things don’t go my way most of the time). Like today when I was really out in the shit storm of THINGS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS!! Then what? Well then, the pity party starts. The victim mindset revvs up and starts hurling blame around like a burst piñata on a merry-go-round.

Instead of running and diving with every move I make, or like today being semi-paralyzed to action in this state, I’m stepping into a new paradigm where compassion is the common currency. Where I use my acute sensitivities as a women to foster kindness as nourishment in myself first.

I made this for you. And for me. It helped.

Confessions of a Sugar Addict

Confessions of a Sugar Addict

The in between space

The in between space