Vulnerability

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Dare to Express Your Feelings: Let’s Stop Fearing Rejection
Published by Elephant Journal ~ December 23, 2015

I was having a conversation with a friend recently about a date she went on.

She really liked the guy a lot and had a great time. She got the impression that he did too, since he kissed her at the end of the date.

Then she agonized over whether to text him the following day that she had a great time and would love to see him again. Because what if….he didn’t feel the same?

Another friend of mine was sharing with me about his recent break-up and how much he missed his girlfriend. There are things he still wanted to say. Mainly that he missed her.

But he adamantly refused to let her know that. Because he didn’t want to come across as pathetic and what if…she didn’t feel the same way?

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 IT’S TIME TO BE VULNERABLE AGAIN: AND I’M TERRIFIED
Published by Elephant Journal ~ October 10, 2015

I’m an Intuitive so I believe in signs from the Universe. I also do healing work so I know what I need to do when I’m feeling emotionally and physically drained.

I have been in a deep process of healing from what I consider one of the biggest traumas of my life. And I am a person who moves at lightning speed when I put my mind to a task. So when I decided I was going to “get over this” and heal, I went about that task with the gusto of a passionate Virgo.

I never put a timeline on myself. There are no timelines to healing from loss and grief. You move through it in phases and when the Universe decides you need a break, it gives you one.

And when it decides you’re doing pretty well and moving forward, it hits you with some more grief to process. Because the Universe knows when you’re ready for “more” – and that “more” entails the next level of healing.

I don’t like dealing with grief. I’m tired of crying. I’m tired of feeling sad and lonely. I’m tired of reliving the trauma of what happened to me over and over again in my mind.

I’m from Jersey and Jersey girls are strong and pick their asses up off the ground without looking back. So when I started feeling the whispers of the sadness creeping back into my everyday life, I pushed that shit down so fast, you’d barely know it was happening.

Except it’s happening. There is no denying it’s happening.

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