Tag: self care
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🌿 The Gift of Boundaries: A Path to Peace, Confidence & Connection
Yesterday, I spent the day volunteering—giving time, energy, and care to a cause close to my heart. What I didn’t expect was the beautiful bonus that came with it: connection. Reconnecting with old friends, chatting with familiar acquaintances, and meeting new faces who radiated kindness and shared values. As the conversations flowed, I noticed a…
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🌿 Intentional Pauses in Growth: Making Space for Reflection 🌿
Recently, I found myself deep in conversation with a few different people—each of us navigating our own pace in this whirlwind we call life—when a simple but powerful question came up: “When was the last time you were bored?” At first, we laughed. But then, silence. In today’s world, being “bored” feels like a luxury,…
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Celebrating International Women’s Day: Honoring Our Strength, Gratitude, and the Path Forward
Today, we celebrate International Women’s Day, a time to recognize the incredible strength, resilience, and progress of women around the world. It is a day to honor those who came before us—bold, fearless, and determined to create change. It is also a day to appreciate those who continue to shape the future, including the next…
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New Year, New Me? Or New Year, Same Me?
As the new year begins, these two phrases often make their rounds. As I reflect on the year ahead, I find that a little of both resonate with me. At my core, I am still me—my values, my “bones,” remain steadfast. But how those values manifest in my life can evolve. Personal growth, whether intentional…
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A Gift or a Testament to Dedication?
The other evening, my cherished puppy Quila was lying peacefully in front of the Christmas tree. She wasn’t asleep—just quietly relaxing while keeping a loving eye on me. As the time for her evening treat approached, I turned to her. She lifted her head, made direct eye contact, and smiled in the way only a…
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Just Breathe
Are we born knowing how to breathe? I assumed so, until one Friday in 2019, during what I thought was a wonderfully relaxing massage. My massage therapist suddenly slapped his hand on my chest, jolting me out of my “relaxation.” He was concerned that I had stopped breathing. He had often suggested that I try…
