Have you woken on a Saturday morning with the intent to clean out your closet? The plan was to donate the things no longer worn or of use: the end goal- purge, release and grow. I have. Starting so energized. Having eaten my tea, a bagel, and eggs with spinach to fuel my efforts! I’m… Continue reading
Category: May Gave Me Permission
Focusing On Me: Permission to Discover Wholeness
There are days when the slightest thing frustrates me, and I’m easily triggered to respond with a snide comment or not-so-favorable body language. Immediately, I take a step back to ask, “what have I done for me lately?” If my answer is “umm,” then I know taking time to focusing on myself by rejuvenating and… Continue reading
Letting Go: May Gave Me Permission
As a child and teen growing up in the 70s and 80s, I asked my parents’ permission. Certainly, asking was the expectation. I would always start my ask by saying, “Mom/Dad may I…?” I couldn’t do what I wanted, how I wanted, or when I wanted. However, as an adult, I asked less and did… Continue reading