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I had a shower download. Ofc. Cause that’s where it always happens. Amirite? I realized I have been quiet. Cocooned. Maybe a bit. I’m realizing two themes that have been thread through my writing for the past years - are love and wellness. And. I’ve been quiet about both. Or let's just say I am ready for a more fully expressed version of a share. The truth is my mind has been w the decision of how to integrate through my ATM love and wellness journey. So.
I’ve moved in with my love. The third man I have cohabited w. Letting go of the story of if that makes the future of this relationship to have a better outcome or not. I believe it does. I believe I have elevated through each experience. Spiraling up, as my mama would say.
If I am being honest, I have a lot of opinions about what is going on globally in the arena of health these days. And. In my best moments I am in a space of appreciating that the message this experience is giving us is an awakening to trust our selves. Our bodies are so intuitive. And I trust we are all making the best decisions that we can RN. And I want to choose the best moments. RN. And always.
I have also calling in a healed foot for over a year now. More on that later. Maybe.
As far as the love thang, chicken wang. I shared about finding fun love almost a year ago. If time exists. I remember sharing w a sister friend that I was afraid to share my story cause maybe then it would go away. And. I shared. And it went away. Two actions are prolly not actually related. And. The fun love that went away. I remember promising him I would always love him b.c he was part of my story. And I meant it. I mean it. And my heart still broke. When the NRG turned to cold. Icy. It still stung. Anyway. It happened and I opened my heart to boo.
You see. Boo and I had been in each other’s orbit. Words I can hear him saying. It was friends zone. Although our souls love each other. Ofc. And. Honestly when I first saw him. I felt this zap through my body. The kinda body zap you know is karmic. Or a frequency thang. And still it was friend zone. Until it wasn’t.
And sharing from a place of partnership is different than from one. And wanting to detach from giving NRG to the global health circumstances. There has been a metamorphosis phase. And. Here I am.And. ILYSM. TYSM for being you, boo. xoxo, em.PS. Love this post? Why not…
By Em StrongI had a shower download. Ofc. Cause that’s where it always happens. Amirite? I realized I have been quiet. Cocooned. Maybe a bit. I’m realizing two themes that have been thread through my writing for the past years - are love and wellness. And. I’ve been quiet about both. Or let's just say I am ready for a more fully expressed version of a share. The truth is my mind has been w the decision of how to integrate through my ATM love and wellness journey. So.
I’ve moved in with my love. The third man I have cohabited w. Letting go of the story of if that makes the future of this relationship to have a better outcome or not. I believe it does. I believe I have elevated through each experience. Spiraling up, as my mama would say.
If I am being honest, I have a lot of opinions about what is going on globally in the arena of health these days. And. In my best moments I am in a space of appreciating that the message this experience is giving us is an awakening to trust our selves. Our bodies are so intuitive. And I trust we are all making the best decisions that we can RN. And I want to choose the best moments. RN. And always.
I have also calling in a healed foot for over a year now. More on that later. Maybe.
As far as the love thang, chicken wang. I shared about finding fun love almost a year ago. If time exists. I remember sharing w a sister friend that I was afraid to share my story cause maybe then it would go away. And. I shared. And it went away. Two actions are prolly not actually related. And. The fun love that went away. I remember promising him I would always love him b.c he was part of my story. And I meant it. I mean it. And my heart still broke. When the NRG turned to cold. Icy. It still stung. Anyway. It happened and I opened my heart to boo.
You see. Boo and I had been in each other’s orbit. Words I can hear him saying. It was friends zone. Although our souls love each other. Ofc. And. Honestly when I first saw him. I felt this zap through my body. The kinda body zap you know is karmic. Or a frequency thang. And still it was friend zone. Until it wasn’t.
And sharing from a place of partnership is different than from one. And wanting to detach from giving NRG to the global health circumstances. There has been a metamorphosis phase. And. Here I am.And. ILYSM. TYSM for being you, boo. xoxo, em.PS. Love this post? Why not…