hatred
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Who Believed the Worst About Herself.
In the aftermath of reading David Hawkins, I am left with an even greater understanding or perhaps an explanation of my journey, how I arrived, what happened that covered my eyes and spirit; my innocence. I almost felt that I… Continue reading
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Window in Self Love
Sitting here this morning with a visual of a scorecard and its shocking totals are prompting me to shut a door, close a window, and separate myself from those racking up the score. It wouldn’t be so bad if the… Continue reading
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Behave my way into love.
What I didn’t know about self love is that it wasn’t a word in the head, a thought in the mind or even a feeling, but rather Actions. The actions you have towards yourself, not how you appear in public,… Continue reading
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Sprouting Self Hatred
As I headed to my room to do yoga with my belly unsettled, images of the laughing sisters, my demeanor glum, I wondered how yoga would be. The standing poses went by without a hitch, but as I lay on… Continue reading
I M Perfect lady 