The Head, The Heart and Intuition – The Dance Within

My heart bursts. Excited, child-like wonderment. It feels all the feelings. It is where my values, ideals, dreams and hopes lie. How am I ever going to do all of the things it is tugging me towards. Does it not know I can’t possibly do all of it at once?

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Self – Care – why do I feel so uncomfortable saying those words?

I am going to admit something here. I don’t like to use the term “self care”. I have no issue with others using it. But when I say it, or read where I have written it in past blog posts, well I feel really funny. Uncomfortable. I feel fake. I don’t feel like it holds enough weight or meaning to how I really feel about “taking care of myself”.

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Who am I to Hide the Real Me?

Who am I to ignore myself? That inner, deep down self? Who am I to hide the real me, and show the world someone I am not, or just a tiny part of me? Why would I think that others want me to pretend to be someone I am not? Why wouldn’t they want to meet and know the real me?

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Dear Self, stop putting pressure on yourself to find that “thing”

Tap into the wonderment and the romance. Connection. Whimsical, flirty, feminine, love, passion, curiosity.

Focus on the creative process not the outcome. Don’t put pressure on yourself and stay on your own path.

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There is a Storm of Emotions Beneath my Calm Demeanour

I write because that is how I can express myself authentically. It’s my way of communicating what I have to say and give, and contribute in a way that is true and honest for me.

Never put me on the spot for my opinion, or ideas, or thoughts on anything really. Because unless it is about something that I already have spent a lot of time pondering on,¬† I won’t be able to give you my true, authentic response. My brain and feelings just don’t work that fast.

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