Let face it, I put everyone else’s needs in front of my own. I soaked up the descriptions and labels used to describe me as if they were my own. Life became chaotic and emotionally overwhelming. The doldrums of relentless cycles of daily routines both bored and challenged me.
It took the healing quest from my oldest son’s death for me to get past the “someday” statement to actively participate in a life in motion. Someday would happen when I had enough money, someone thought I was adorable, was done with the chores, had a successful business, wasn’t so stressed, had more confidence and so forth.
In my own exploration of the elements for a healthier life, I reached the pivotal point where there is a powerful awareness on the edge of each trauma. I am no longer interested in asking others for what I should do next. I am seeking to fall in love with myself, respect the woman I am, and gain access to uncensored answers from within – to hear my divine voice.