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Feeling a bit silly
A poem about reflecting on past actions. To be honest, I’ve started having moments of feeling a bit silly. For letting it all out the way I did….
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Coming from a place of love.
There are cis women (those who identify with their assigned gender) who claim their voices are not being heard, who feel threatened by transgender women. I am also a cis woman who’s voice is not being heard. The mother of transgender children. A mother who’s heart has been broken more than once by the cruelty…
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Learning to love
Part of what I learned from creating the content for the ‘And she flies…’ project that started this blog, is how to love my self. It wasn’t a new concept for me, the idea of self love and self compassion, but it was the first time I allowed my self to experience it, the first…
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With my best wishes
Here’s to fresh starts, new beginnings, second chances, new life, rejuvenation, and revival. All the rewards that come from the energy and effort you have put into transforming, to being the best version of your self you can be. Here’s to those of us walking the path, falling in holes, and getting back up to…
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Acknowledging the things.
Being mindful of my predilection for hyper-focus on projects of passion is confronting and has been an aspect of both my identity work and my shadow work. What is happening now is a re-integration of the shame I had tried to ignore. View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
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A repost: Reflections on Change Expertise
For those who work in the fields of change and transformation, if you aspire to more, if you crave real growth, if you wonder about the maturity of your consciousness and whether your potential could be far greater than you currently realise, then the typical modern workplace is not the place to develop your expertise.…
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Pauses.
I’ve also been conscious of my mood. I was angry. White hot, searing, rage-angry. It was something I had held on to for most of my life. It had accumulated, an ever condensing mass, surging and transforming into a pulsing core of emotional molten lava. And I let it flow.
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Avoid.
We avoid speaking of the things that make us uncomfortable, the things that don’t sit right in our heads. The things our hearts will break from if we say them out loud. We avoid the difficult conversations. We avoid the ugly truth.
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F#@* Off Fight or Flight.
As if life came flat packed, ready to be assembled. And we buy it, even though we all know about the unhelpful instructions and the misplaced tools. And so despite our best efforts, we’re still confronted with the awkward messiness of it all. ~ Simone B’Free.
Simone B'Free
One woman's journey to radical freedom
