When You Gonna Love You

As Much As I Do?

So I realize I had not updated like I had originally planned to do. I quit my job, and I traveled to New Orleans, and I am getting things set up for another job currently. I also have another trip coming up next week -- so the idea of painting a picture or some other work of art in order to find my voice didn't happen.

The 'Boys For Pele' journeying will begin in March. I am filtering the figs, ginger, and cinnamon out of the Chthonic Cordial. It will set for one week in a new clean container until time for the ritual. I hope you join me!

I did, however, think about the topic a lot. Focused on how does one find their voice or use it. I found that a lot of the thoughts of 'I should say this, I am going to say that, etc' were not words or phrases that would have been beneficial or helpful in most situations. Actually, what I discovered is that at those times most of us are just reacting and saying things to hurt the other person because we don't want to be honest about whats actually happening. What our roles are and what we have allowed to occur because we have not previously stated, created, or upheld our own personal boundaries. 

I found myself at a meeting earlier this month. The meeting wasn't about a topic that should have been a heated subject. However, throughout the meeting personal opinions became personal missions, voices became raised and boundaries were crossed.  I understand that by allowing the other person to voice their opinion was just as important as having my opinions heard. In the moment I wish I had known and understood that. 

I have to be careful in honoring my voice without shutting other's voices out. This does not mean that I have to allow other people to walk over me or to completely disregard my personal boundaries or emotions. It is about developing appropriate communication skills and boundaries and honoring them. 

Only through that (and it will take time) can I move to the place of loving myself as much as you do.