I L♥️VE watching her gain new perspectives and expanding her horizons!🎡🎸
#momanddaughteradventures #ferriswheel #musicmidtown2019
The ones cheering your healing, self-care, and expansion onwards are positively for keeps.
Sometimes, it's hard to distinguish between the two; they share many access points to your life.
Tune into how you feel in anticipation, during, and after sharing time with them.
Are you drained?
Or are you energized?
Do you feel open?
Or are you guarded?
Listen and honor your soul; it works for you and you alone.
#healthyconnections #wellbeing #tothineownselfbetrue #truefriends #releasetoxicenergy #love #selflove
this glow right here
only the sun on my beloved Sea can shine, my soul, this way
#homesick #caribbeansea #usvirginislands #stt #bvi #bathsvirgingorda #secretharbourbeach
'Twas the night before middle school,
when all through the house,
the preteens were stirring, nerves utterly roused.
The backpacks were filled to the brim with great care in hopes the first day would not be a scare.
Some had planned outfits in their heads while others would choose upon leaving their beds. The next day was coming, ready, or not — no more sleeping through alarms on the clock.
Oh, the last few moments of one's summer break when thoughts of homework and grades cause a kid's heart to ache. Previous year's nemesis in the rearview, everyone's got the chance this year, to start things anew. Old friends and friends soon to be met — kind and courageous introductions bypass most regret. Be patient with learning and forgive the mistakes — everyone is frightened and confused that first day.
Parents review checklists with thoughts of the day, just a few more hours until the kids are away. Some are excited for all that's to come. While others wear a brave face while their heartstrings feel strummed, they seek solace in making comfort foods, or having wine or some tea — for mere moments ago, that middle-schooler was three.
The educators are ready to take over the reins and guide the preteens in expanding their brains. Don't worry; they'll offer compassion and humor too — these are the ingredients to their magical management brew.
Now slumber and dream, tomorrow's almost here, and the waking will require bright minds and good cheer!
Now 6th grade!
Now another beginning!
Here, here all you kids, parents, and educators too!
Best wishes for a happy middle school year to each one of you!
*continued from previous post*
My belonging has never been about longevity in location but rather the pollination of presence.
My belongings were never my identity but rather the insulation around my once fragile-hearted sense of self.
As I strip down to bare essentials in my physical space, the parallel universe within my soul rejoices. The magnetic pull of existence is syncing all facets of me into belonging.
In a momentary panic, I resisted this house, right after running full throttle towards it. Without space for my belongings, I felt overwhelmed at the prospect of releasing possessions of my past.
This house, more than any other space, has me. I wake each day with a sense of belonging on levels not fully understood or defined. It's intuitive. A knowingness that right now, I am in the right place at the right time.
I belong here.
It's been a lovingly, liberated expansion. This binge tossing of tidbits is opening more than living space. It's opened my mind and heart as I revisit moments attached to items, bid them farewell, and clear the way for new love.
I'm creating a green space in my heart for new seedlings of self.
Goodbye, belongings, thanks for love.
I have a new steady now; we are partners in the pollination of presence.
#love #home #gratitude #lauraphoenixpower
*continued from previous post
After a few years of undressing pain, rehabilitating, and unwiring faulty programming, I have landed once more in a new space of my own manifesting. Unlike any other, it supports me in a way never known. Prior dwellings held space for my physical belongings, allowing focus on my spiritual and emotional healing.
This new home is ushering expansion through reduction. Upleveling via the release of more layers; the physical shedding of all that held me together during various embodiments of self.
The false prophecy of identity via tangible keepsakes giving way to new world order — my exterior environmental entanglements are aligning with my inner wellness. Getting spiritually naked was the launch, healing wounds is the marathon, physical purging for the gold.
Damn. The exact opposite of how it all "worked" in my past. Where I made it all look photo-shoot-ready-and-together on the outside as my emotional health rotted. I became the master of self-reinvention triage, packing wounds with staging and collections attached to loving moments in time.
It would seem, I was missing the point of being. // continued //
I've been moving for decades, rolling away, ahead and above head-trips and trappings. Starting over has been my steady; we are partners in time. Growth and new dwellings, over and over — and over. Again.
I used to believe it was a weakness.
Oh, how I longed to be rooted in environmental longevity — like centuries-old mahogany or oak. Throughout my life, I gravitated towards friends and lovers who were rooted in the ways I admired.
Still, belonging eluded my existence.
Without a clearly defined sense of my place — a home with habituated familial anecdotes and memories, I openly accepted any welcome into the families of friends and lovers. I emulated until I acclimated and recast my role.
Yeah, no belonging found there either.
At some point, I began collecting cherished artifacts and notes. I've been moving them for years beyond rapid recollection for the sake of the story. This insulator practice crossed paths with a few eccentricities of my brain, and soon vast minutia became collectible.
Belongings as identity. Nope. No belonging their either.
// continued //
💜✨ Self care is my first and forever L💜VE💪🏼✨ Warrior Restoration.
It was time. I'd been clocked pretty well by a skilled narcissist. It's not weakness that brings about my retreat but instead shock that urges me to pull the drawbridge and seek solace. Shock - that only now I've come to understand will never dull in its delivery. For I will never fully comprehend cruelty against humanity nor the use of one's humanity against themselves. I now understand there will always be those who operate from this soulless space of corrosive intention. All decency is savaged by their perception and inability to have theory of mind. There will always be those types of people and I will always feel their blow at the core of my soul. Because that is how an empath moves through life- feeling first, processing second.
I will not dull my senses to accommodate anyone's lack of sensitivity. I will get up again and again - each time with a refreshed sense of love, emboldened compassion and my heart more open. Your cruelty will always stun me into a temporary freeze but never will your malice mutate my wholehearted,divine purpose. #narcissistslayer #warrior #liveyourtruth #tothineownselfbetrue #love #loveandcompassion #lovewins #phoenixpowerwriter #warriorofwordsandtruth #goddess #lauraphoenixpower #healer #connectedtosource #honoringthedivinefeminine #releasetoxicity
All things considered, I'm proud of the woman I raised myself to become and I fully embrace my imperfections and distinctions with equal measure.
Sights set ahead on success, love, publishing and writing my dreams awake.
I deserve the grace, love and light I've fought my entire life to harness and embody.
Defy the odds.
#bornthisway #borntobewild #naturalmystic #writer #author #whole #tothineownselfbetrue #lauraphoenixpower #bohomama #defytheodds #worthyoflove