Category: Lessons
Discovering Purpose Through Your Pain
You have probably heard that “diamonds are created under pressure” or that pearls are formed due to an oyster’s response to a foreign object/irritant (usually a parasite) in its shell.
Beautiful things, rare things, valuable things are born of uncomfortable, painful situations and experiences.
This is a part of life. It often takes struggle, heartache, destruction, dysfunction and brokenness to mold or build something great, unique, amazing, new, life and world-changing. Continue reading
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The first step to healing is to allow yourself to feel. Don’t fight it. You are beautifully human.
-Sharee Silerio
How Allowing Myself to Feel is Helping Me Heal
So often, we hide from our emotions. We push them in the back of our throats, squeeze our eyes as tight as we can to trap tears, and tuck our humanity away in a box, adding to the collection of “things” we “can’t” or won’t deal with.
Whether we’ve lost a loved one, someone said the wrong thing at the wrong time, or we’re having a rough day, it’s difficult to give ourselves the time, space and energy necessary to sense, exist in the moment, to sit with what is, isn’t and will be. Continue reading
How to Keep Your Soul’s Peace by Saying No
Over the last few months, I’ve been crazy busy. From baby showers, a bridal shower and wedding, family events and building a business from the ground up, I’m exhausted!
As an introvert, I need moments to sit with myself, to reflect, relax, enjoy my own company, read, whatever it is that I want to do with myself.
It’s been difficult to get this time in, and it’s taking a toll on me. Continue reading
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Why & How You Should Stop Judging Yourself
I don’t know about you, but I’m EXTREMELY hard on myself!
If I’ve had an awkward exchange with a stranger, should have said something to someone but didn’t, or said something that I didn’t need to say, I feel guilty almost immediately.
I start to wonder if I am really this nice, sweet and compassionate person that I think I am, and who others describe me as. Continue reading
