Fear floated around in my body for days. I decided to chill-out on the energy healing because of the full-on war raging inside my mind and body. At least that’s what it felt like to me. I awoke in the middle of the night a few days ago, scared as fuck. This heavy feeling of … Continue reading Spiritual Detox, Part I
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Barely
Waking up with enough enthusiasm to spring out of bed, ready to slay the day, is how I intended to greet the world. But this morning wasn’t having any of that, as barely beat enthusiasm by a landslide. You know what I’m talking about? I was not excited to workout, and I most certainly did … Continue reading Barely