While marveling at the many ensembles a friend sent me, I realized I didn’t have proper accessories to accommodate them! It actually started with a strange conversation with my mother – who has somehow wedged her way into my friend giving me the dresses in the first place. Another two packages is on the way,…
Tag: growth
Professional Princess
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up? Well, I wanted to be a princess. My father approached this as kindly as possible, and stated that those positions were full. They indeed were not. But that didn’t stop me from believing I was – my first name is Jasmine….
Spring Cleaning
Don’t make space to receive – rather that you are grateful. This year has been amazing so far. I was able to replace my entire wardrobe – then a good friend sent me fourteen dresses (she’s expecting!) For a couple of years, I made a lot of my clothes. This was a lot of fun,…
Goddess, Embodiment
Those who do not understand you will do anything to make you seem like you are too much to swallow, Let them choke. Respectfully, of course
Interchangeable
This isn’t new, as it’s been around since the beginning of time. But I am realizing the dual sides of contentment and gratitude. They coincide , and perpetuate each other. I’m sharing this in awe, not ignorance of the fact. And you cannot have one without the other. I’ve seen displayed acts of gratitude to…
Tough to Say
Who is the most confident person you know? I don’t know many confident people. Some pretend. Others cast confident people down,. And what is confidence anyway? The most beautiful woman could be extremely insecure, so I feel that confidence is a firm, sturdy feeling of self…rather than superficial or materialistic. Confidence is trying something new,…
Dear 100 Year Old Me
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Dead 100 Year Old Me, We did a thing! No, we did not bury a body… We found love – within ourselves. Then we secured a handsome young man who does any and everything for us! So far, you’ve had four kids, self published eleven books, created your…
Mirror, Mirror
The crawl to reassemble myself back to where I was – as if I was ever untouched. But, to reclaim something that was ripped from me. To purge all emotions in the wake of burdens and obligations. Pretending you’d rather love than burn the world to cinders. When you realize what was stolen never really…
