10 Ways to Kick a Bad Mood’s Ass.
If this were your last day on earth, would you want to spend it in a bad mood? Sometimes the thought of death can inspire gratefulness for being alive.
Browsing Tag:
badass
Is It Worth Defending Your Rightness at the Expense of Owning Your Power?
Do you create a reality of peace, or do you stay in victimhood because you’re 'right'? No one has power over you unless you give it to them.
None Can Know What Gets Lost and Found at the Crossroads.
We do know that to be alive is to age, and aging is inherently a losing proposition to which we must surrender, with grace or not.
Hey, Code-Breaker. {poetry}
When you're ready enough,
reach up through the rubble with your dusty, bloodstained hand, and with all you got,
answer the call from the Code-Breaker.
Hot And Bothered By Passion.
In my dance of stillness, I discovered many layers of unprocessed grief. I lovingly held and witnessed myself while traversing through every single one of them. As I fed these layers of grief to the fire of transformation, I began to notice more spaciousness within me. In this spaciousness, it ...
Be An Unapologetic, Badass Body-Love Warrior.
From Rubenesque roundness... to athletic edges... to models close to the bone... what’s considered fashionable always shifts.
22 Ways To Be A Badass.
Do wear the cobalt-blue floor-length gown to a formal party. No one else will. Others will be off in corners, bleating like sheep in a different version of the same little black dress. Saunter in like you own the place, sing your best karaoke version of You're No Good by Linda Rondstadt, then ...
7 Deadly Awesome Tips For Loving An Extrovert.
If we’re pissing you off… just tell us. If you need us to leave you alone for a while… just tell us. If you can’t stand to hear even one more word come out of our mouths for at least another 27 minutes… just tell us. But be clear and loving and kind because we don’t like when there’s friction ...
Desperately Seeking A Sense Of Purpose.
I have always wanted to be heard. Not to achieve some modicum of glory or fame (not that I haven’t fantasized about the limelight, of course I have), but to feel like I’ve given the world something of value through my work. And I mean work that is deeply personal, not just a function of survival.