Tag: soul speak
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Waxing Eloquent
I have a secret language that I speak inside my head. When I’m feeling brave, I write this way. It’s my own kind of prose, words have a rhythm and sentences flow. Phrases turn and swirl into what I like to call my butterfly language. When I’m honest and I write like this, I feel like it…
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Permission
My art journal and painting themes are quickly becoming permission slips for myself. Focusing on granting my heart the thing it needs at that moment and somehow silencing my very loud, harsh, inner critic. She’s a bitch and always tells me what to do, doesn’t let me sleep when I need to and is generally just cruel. She comes…
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New Circles
I’m in a weird place. My support group has sort of eroded and I’m standing in the middle between a place I want to be and being sad because I feel like I’ve lost most of the people who’ve really helped me over the last few years. Truth is, I’ve moved on. I’m not completely done…
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When I give myself a voice
and tell myself what I really need and what my motives are, I get this. And then my brain feels really sheepish about it, like maybe it’s really lame and I’m incapable of mattering or doing things that matter. I think it’s just upset that it kept it hidden and in the shadows for so…