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GODDESSING THROUGH TRAUMA
GODDESSING THROUGH TRAUMA

I may not know you, but I know your soul. You have traversed a path that is long, filled with longing for more, twin flamed with rage, and abused by this world. I feel your hurt and I cry tears for your pain. I know it, too. For I am you, and you are I, and we are one. Our pain ~ the trauma of life ~ it shows up through many filters, in many flavors, and yet ours is the same. 

As a Goddess in this world, we know, we feel, and we subconsciously remember the trauma of those who have walked before us. The inability to share our magic publicly, the power struggle to name what we know and feel, and the hurt when others imply they know what is best for us, over our own wisdom and knowledge. 

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A Love Letter to Moms who Are Healing from a Miscarriage
A Love Letter to Moms who Are Healing from a Miscarriage

Dear Soul Sisters,

Goddess one, love on you. You have carried the darkest of dark within your body, within your soul. You have come face-to-face with death and like a human-being who has experienced near-death themselves, you - goddess love - you have a window in front of you, maybe even a giant, massive, door into the divine. It’s waiting for you to enter. Are you ready? I’m here to hold your hand. 

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The Friday Night Family Sleepover
The Friday Night Family Sleepover

It was a Saturday night and I couldn’t sleep.

The wind was howling at 40mph and the rain pounded as if it were giant hail. I wanted to snuggle with my little guy, sense his chest rising and falling, offer comfort from the storm that wasn’t impacting his sleep at all. My husband heard me leaving and asked why. I told him B didn’t like storms and I wanted to check on him. It was an excuse, for me, to be in his sleeping, quiet, innocent essence as a four-year old.

I thought, it’s been a long time since I’ve climbed into his bed to snuggle him for my own need.

And then I realized why this urge was so strong - to cuddle, to witness, to snuggle, to wake with him.

I had missed our past two family sleep overs due to the flu.

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