Look into my soul, tell me what you see.





Before the end of last year, I went to see a psychic with a friend. I went to be supportive because she felt she needed some spiritual reassurance and guidance. I too had my reading done and as how I have vowed to not share the specifics with what she told me about my upcoming life, two things she did tell me about myself have predominantly stuck out and made me feel like I know and understand myself a little bit more.





1) Im an empath psychic.

When she told me this I wasn't really sure what that meant, so I was sure to look it up in further detail as soon as I had a chance and this is what the web told me:
"Empathy is the ability to sense the feelings and emotions of others, without their telling us, verbally, what they are thinking and feeling. Often, someone who is an empath needs to learn basic shielding techniques - otherwise, they can find themselves feeling drained and exhausted after absorbing the energies of others."
Boy did this hit me like a brick. Everything just made sense. Everything. Close friends and even boyfriends have always thought it was weird how I was so adamant on gut feelings that I got around certain people, when there were no 'hard facts' to support my conclusions, but it always turned out, I was always right. Also, why I believe in energy and the energy you create yourself and give off and its effect on everyone else.
Sometimes people ask me if I believe in God, or if I'm religious, and my answer is always 'I believe in energy and I believe in the universe and that everything is tied together in a crazy cool way.'




2) I'm an old soul.

Whoa. Wait, what?! No. Wroooooooooong. You have to be kidding me!
This whole time I had convinced myself I must be a young soul. I think so much about life, and relationships, and how people effect other people, and what really matters, etc. etc. etc. Theres no way an old soul would be thinking about these things constantly!
Again, I went to my guru, the world wide web:

"There is a special kind of person in our world who finds himself alone and isolated, almost since birth.
His solitary existence isn't from a preference or an antisocial temperament - he is simply old.  Old in heart, old in mind and old in soul, this person is an old soul who finds his outlook on life vastly different and more matured than those around him.  As a result, the old soul lives his life internally, walking his own solitary path while the rest around him flock to follow another. 
 Old souls have the tendency to look at life from a birds eye view, seeing what is the most wise and meaningful way to approach life.  When confronted with issues, old souls tend to see them as temporary and passing pains that merely serve to increase the amount of joy felt in the future.  Consequently, old souls tend to have placid, stable natures as a result of their approach to life."
Okay, okay. Im convinced. Im an old soul. Now I just wonder who and how I was in my past lives.


I've got thick skin and an elastic heart.

Beautiful.

Vagina this. Vagina That.



 
“Do you say that tree isn't pretty cause it doesn't look like that tree? We're all trees. You're a tree. I'm a tree. You've got to love your body, Eve. You've got to love your tree. Love your tree. (Leah)” 
― Eve EnslerThe Good Body





With all of the beauty magazines, constant marketing, and media getting slammed down your self esteem throat, it saddens me of this perception of beauty and this idea of what you should look like to feel beautiful and comfortable with yourself. Not to mention the constant comparisons women do to themselves on a daily basis with their social media feeds.
I would be lying if I said that I have never been affected by it all, and that I have never nit picked little things about myself that I deemed unfit for the 'attractive' label.
Getting to the point now as to why I'm writing this post, I recently came across this interesting documentary The Perfect Vagina. I highly recommend both men and women watch it. To understand to women, that all vaginas and bodies are 'normal' and more importantly BEAUTIFUL. And to men, that things you see in porn, is not the average woman, by any means, and to stop comparing beautiful girls, to an unrealistic robot image.
Now, Im just gonna leave you with beautiful vagina art to get the point across.








P.S. Your other parts are beautiful too.
You silly beautiful people.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

-Robert Frost


Went hiking in Wekiva Springs State Park today. Its still amazes me how calm it is out in the woods, and how accustomed you get to the hustle and bustle of city life. The air is calmer, more peaceful. Your mind has room to breathe.

On my hike, my friend asked me 'If you had to choose between being a pirate or a cowboy what would you be?' and I though about it. If you would've asked me this same question ten years ago, I probably would have wanted to be a pirate, with the open ocean and endless possibilities for adventure and new lands! But things change, and as a I've grown older the sea doesn't seem so appealing to me. Being stuck on a boat for an extended, unimaginable period of time seems so claustrophobic. Give me a horse and a house on a mountain (and lets throw in some goats for good measure) any day of the week please. Besides, I could be a cowboy and still get on a boat to travel, but a pirate wouldn't know how to have the dirt and grit a cowboy does if he tried.
Would you be a pirate or a cowboy?

Fasten your seatbelt. Its gonna be a bumpy ride.

This is my life.
Love it or loathe it.
Get ready, things could get a little messy. 



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But the link is there in case it gets started running again.
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