Slow mornings are medicine for women. We need to nurture our nervous system and awaken our sensuality first thing in the morning. Don’t be in a rush, stretch your hips, do your skincare, massage your body with oils, wear a cute robe, drink your coffee slowly, let the sun kiss you
Choosing joy in my relationships. Choosing vulnerability and complete honesty. Choosing reciprocity. Choosing those I don’t have to question. Choosing those who honour both my peaks and valleys. Choosing those who love me for me beyond the space I can hold for them.
Choosing those that say “what are you doing right now? I’ll pick you up” and riding together quietly because silence means comfort and safety, silence means I’m holding you when you’re ready to talk but know that you need space right now.
Choosing those that inspire and ignite my creativity. Choosing those that are not scared to celebrate me both privately and publicly. Choosing those that see me in a valley and offer a rope to climb out of it, rather than those that are comfortable with me staying where I am.
I wonder are my words too vulnerable for people to receive out loud? Affirmation always comes quietly in dms and private texts rather than comments and shares. I’m always grateful for who my words land with, but have also always noticed how they are held close to the chest.
One thing about letting God create in your life is that it’s not just about having faith, and stepping into obedience, it’s about embracing the mystery of it all - the impossibility. That dance of faith, obedience and mystery will get you to freedom.
And that moment that the thing doesn’t land? Cue fear, cue ego. If you’re aligned enough you’ll know to bring it back to God, get clarity on the steps you’ve been taking and discover if somewhere along the line you took the reigns away from God & been controlling things yourself.
The problem is that when you execute and it lands, and you execute again and it lands, you start to forget that it’s God that created the idea and placed the vision in your heart in the first place.
This April, I pray the weight lifts off your shoulders, the light pours in, you step into more joyful moments with ease and are able to be present witnessing the beauty around you.
I cried out to God and said “Lord, I feel like I’m failing” and I heard him say back “You’re just failing at the way they want you to live, not the way I want you to live”
Being slow to react and taking my time to listen and respond. This has been an interesting game changer because when you’re not poppin’ off you now see all the ways everyone else gets delirious and defensive in their own egos.
And by choosing love, I don’t mean dismissing my boundaries & tolerating bullshit - I mean analyzing my reactions, choosing loving responses that honour my needs and respect whomever is involved. Learning to see others actions through loving lenses first, before villainizing.
I’ll continue to say it time and time again, I’m going to always choose love, unravel, and choose love again. Look at myself in the mirror, sometimes harshly, and question the ways I could have chosen to be more loving with those around me.
Being in a healthy relationship exposes more about you and your shit than them. It takes work to choose love than it does to continue oscillating in the toxic. It’s easier to place blame on others than it is to take accountability for all the ways you show up as unloving.