Once upon a time...
there was a boy. He was dark and beautiful and played the guitar. He was full of life and love and warmth. And there was this girl who adored the hell out of him. But unfortunately she had nothing short of the Berlin wall surrounding her heart. When she was so young, she didn't understand what was filling her heart. She didn't like the chinks in her armor and the cracks in her wall. And so she did what any self destructive girl would do, she lied and screwed him over, just like everyone else. Guilt racked and self loathing she tumbled deep into a world steeped with drugs and despair.
Time went by and another dear boy showed up. He wore armor of the toughest kind and bit by bit he tore down the massive wall inside her. No matter how hard she bit or screamed, he held her. He proved his love in word and deed and helped her battle countless demons. Though the road even now isn't easy and is full of bumps and turns, he remains to this day her heart and hero.
Time went by and another dear boy showed up. He wore armor of the toughest kind and bit by bit he tore down the massive wall inside her. No matter how hard she bit or screamed, he held her. He proved his love in word and deed and helped her battle countless demons. Though the road even now isn't easy and is full of bumps and turns, he remains to this day her heart and hero.
Why am I telling you this story?
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Because I want you know where I'm coming from when I tell you that personal power is not a bad thing. It took me 10 years to finally understand that having personal power doesn't equate to doing things that are selfish and negative in nature. At one point the pendulum swung the other way, and I became as docile as a housecat and reminiscent of a 1950's housewife. Neither being dark and manipulative or sweet as cotton candy are going to make you feel good or whole.
I am me. I give myself permission to be me. Recognize what is at the core of you and give it a HUGE hug! It is not rotten, I assure you. Sometimes hurt people, hurt people. I have since apologized to the aforementioned person. And the second boy, well he's my husband now going on 12 years, who's strength still amazes me. But regardless of your story, I want you to know that it doesn't matter what happened in your past. At your core you are the most wonderful person, with the capacity to do great things. But sometimes this junk (aka guilt) can get in the way of us being ourselves or stepping into roles that will ultimately bring us success. It's time to move on... and step into your personal power.
I am me. I give myself permission to be me. Recognize what is at the core of you and give it a HUGE hug! It is not rotten, I assure you. Sometimes hurt people, hurt people. I have since apologized to the aforementioned person. And the second boy, well he's my husband now going on 12 years, who's strength still amazes me. But regardless of your story, I want you to know that it doesn't matter what happened in your past. At your core you are the most wonderful person, with the capacity to do great things. But sometimes this junk (aka guilt) can get in the way of us being ourselves or stepping into roles that will ultimately bring us success. It's time to move on... and step into your personal power.
How to Step Into your Personal Power
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| Wild Woman Bath TeaUse this for healing, grounding and self-love. 1 handful of each: Dried Rose Petals Comfrey Leaf Sea Salt 3 drops Patchouli Essential Oil Mix well in a ceramic bowl. You can now pour your mixture into a sock and tie the end, add it to a large muslin bag, tea ball or press n brew tea bag. Fill your tub with hot water and let the bath tea steep in the tub for 5 minutes before getting in. While sitting in the tub, close your eyes, breathe deep and say: "I accept myself. I am a wild woman. I am full and free. I embrace all of me. " |
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