with Megan Wren
Hey there! This blog is about cultivating self love and acceptance on the inside and out. The first part is about learning how to trust your intuition, and how to sense your inner truth through your body. The second part is about the practice I use to cultivate a better sense of love for my body and create a more positive body image. We an start to love our bodies by getting to know our bodies. In fact, 73% of American's don't know how they body works.
I did some research on body positivity statistics and found incredible results. There was a survey I found where 97% of women had some sort of body image issue and another study that showed the majority of girls and teenagers are concerned about losing weight or dissatisfied with their bodies and 45% of teenagers want some kind of cosmetic surgery.
That is just so sickening and sad to me, but sadly I am one of those statistics. I’ve always been a bigger person. As a kid I was always a foot taller than my...
For those of you who have been following my newsletter and blog for awhile know that these past few months have been pivotal in my human revolution. I’ve dug deep into my limiting beliefs and my psyche alone and with guides to help me along my path. I’ve really cleared my mind and still continue to do so, but the other thing I have done especially more recently, is clear my body and my physical space.
Years ago I read the book Clear Your Clutter with Fung Shui by Karen Kingston. This book teaches you how to “free yourself from physical, mental, emotional and spiritual clutter forever”. My neighbor came home a few weeks ago from a long trip and started cleaning the clutter and moving around furniture and talked about how her space felt so much better and she seemed happier which reminded me of this book.
So guess what I did? I organized my closets, moved around and or got new furniture, cleaned my scratched walls, and donated clothes.
I made space for new...
"I am free
More comfortable being me
Able to do whatever I please
My mess, or my cleanliness
The silence or the sound
I am feeling good
- pg 44 BLOOM
I wrote this poem back in late 2019. I remember writing it sitting on my couch in my new apartment with the lights low, sipping a glass of wine. I was all alone for the very first time, and even though my life was incredibly hectic, for a brief moment I felt so peaceful. It was liberating sitting there by myself literally able to do what I want. That moment was one of the first times I ever sensed freedom, the first time in a long time no one was telling me what to do or how to be. No pressure from work or partners. A moment of peace I’ll always remember.
Peace and presence is important.
I hate that I keep talking about it, but I’m still working through the past few years. I’ve turned a corner, but the lessons still keep coming. When I moved to California back in 2015 I immediately started...
I woke up the other day with a fresh perspective in a state of peace and awe. I was so clear, neutral. I wasn’t overly happy, or unmotivated for my day. It was a feeling of calmness, appreciation, and alignment with the rhythm of the universe. To me, this was an incredible break through. It was an acknowledgment or payoff from all the work I've done behind the scenes the past few months. In this moment, I could feel that my struggles were behind me, even if just for a moment.
I'll show you how I got to this point of radical clarity and how you can apply the same strategy to reach your goals and get there too.
When I took that breath of fresh air, I could feel that my current challenges were about to be behind me. Not because they had disappeared, but because I internally felt the shift of choosing to adapt and change my way of thinking.
Reflecting on this mind shift, I realized I had been resisting the flow of life in many...
I’ve had a huge revelation over the past week. I stepped into my power.
Here’s why, here’s how.
Well, I had a very, very unexpected breakup last week. Everything was great, and in a matter of seconds it wasn’t …”poof!” Gone. Done. A relationship I put a good amount of time and energy into vanished into thin air like a puff of smoke. Retrospectively, I saw the signs and don't worry, I’m fine.
The relationship ended because I chose myself. In the midst of conflict, I chose to stand in my values, and fight for my dignity because I deserve and owe that to myself. I have gone through way too many challenges and groomed myself into someone I know, like, and trust, to bend my integrity to fit the mold or story of another person.
I could have easily chosen to roll over and accept a false narrative to keep the peace in that partnership, because I was having a great time. In fact, the old me probably would have...
Challenges cause confrontation.
Confrontation leaves us vulnerable.
Vulnerability is hard.
Vulnerability requires strength.
But with strength, there is courage.
With courage comes action.
Action creates wisdom.
Wisdom to know when to fight, or release.
Trust the process, always think.
Relinquish or keep.
Know yourself, weep.
Feel the emotions, they run deep.
Piercing the core with an orgasmic encore.
The sultry chemicals of emotion take over the body.
Learn the tools, regulate.
Heal the holes that weigh your down.
Feel your roots, feel the ground.
You are the universe.
Look all around.
Great one, lead the way.
Your greatness is yours.
In whatever fashion you adorn.
Need not be scared.
You’re more than prepared.
You’ve built your character. `
Your bones are integrity.
Your heart is compassion.
Your muscles are grit.
Breathe in the magic.
Breathe baby breathe.
The longing and the awe.
You wouldn't believe the insight I gained from a clogged toilet.
I know, I know, nothing sexy about it at all.
But hear me out. I learned more about myself from this situation that I could have ever thought possible.
The other day the dreaded event happened. My toilet clogged. This rarely happens in my home, if at all. And if it does, all I usually have to do is wait a few minutes and the toilet will flush normally.
But not this time.
I thrashed the plunger to no avail. I dumped in dish soap, boiling water, vinegar, epsom salt, baking soda. Nothing was working. My cat probably thought I was nuts.
Frustrated, discouraged, and refusing to call I plumber, I reluctantly googled the spiritual symbolism of a clogged toilet because it's never been this unfixable and I have a habit of overanalyzing my problems to find the deep seeded root cause of the problem.
Initially, I wasn’t going to google this because I tend to overthink things generally...