Being at ease in the ordinary-ness enables you to tap into the extra-ordinary-ness of yourself.
X
(I’m still getting my head around, but it was inspired by feeling like my life was dull and boring…)
Category: Advice from the Oldies (Page 3 of 12)
If you do one thing in life.
Be it this.
Surround yourself with incredible, loving and supportive women.
They will lift you up.
They will take you along their ride.
They will cradle you when you feel like you can’t move.
Find these women.
Then give them the love
Right back.
X
K
How do you find the light? How do you find the change?
How do you get heard?
How do you create a love you want to be true?
All.
All.
All.
It all.
Starts with you.
With your love.
With your pleasure.
Focus on it KK.
And don’t forget.
X
K
Sometimes.I just don’t get most of the rest of the population. Like a WHOLE HEAP OF OTHER WEIRD DUMB ASS PEOPLE.
I just don’t get sexist jokes.
I just don’t get wankery.
I just don’t get people who play to the same fucking tune.
Seeking change yet unwilling to change.
I’ve had business men who won’t even reply to my messages (multiple) but when V gives them a missed call, they’re like jumping out of their pants.
I’ve met men who can talk to V and I about business, a joint business venture and they won’t look me in the eye.
I’ve met men who ask me about my career, then the moment they realise I’m delighted with what I do, they exit the conversation. I’m like HOLLA, I’m just getting started.
I just don’t get people who see women as less or not even on the page.
They make me sick to my stomach and my tolerance is getting down to negative zilch as I age.
Get off my porch.
Out of my life.
Don’t even take up a freaking whatsapp message of MB space in my beautiful, bountiful mind.
DELETE.
I WILL NOT TOLERATE THAT SHIT WITH SILENCE.
AND QUITE FRANKLY, YOU SHOULDN’T EITHER.
X
K
What all will you sacrifice to avoid loneliness?
X
K
When I measure my selfworth upon your standards and your approval and your acceptance.It is the most ruthless, cruel and brutal way I can begin to be with myself.
X
K
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I’ve started to realise now, how I let people set the bar for me in the past. They probably didn’t do it intentionally. But from parents, to teachers, to men I’ve loved and women I’ve adored. They all had their own standards for things and for some reason, I wanted to meet their approval, to be good enough for them. For so long.
Now I know. The best thing for me. Is to be good enough for me.
That’s it. X
You are my barometer.
Yesterday and today, I didn’t want to be around you.
I wanted a break.
But why?
You’ve been at daycare most of the week!
Your dad is here to help.
So why.
Don’t I want to be with you?
I feel like you steal time away from me.
Steal opportunities from me.
Steal peace from me.
To browse a store.
To capture a moment in a gallery.
To be at peace, flicking a page in a novel.
Darling Aru.
I know now.
As I learn over and over and over again.
These are simply things.
I have not given myself.
And I really truly need to.
Prioritise them.
So I can come home to you.
Xx
K
From the ruler.
From the belt.
From the spatula.
From the rolling pin.
From the terror.
From the fear.
Or do they grow into adults.
Who cower in the corner.
Or yell till they reach the end.
Who slam the door, not to win, but to shield.
Or taunt and poke at every turn.
Who can’t control their raging bodies.
We learn different methods of coping.
Different methods of winning.
As if this senselessness is the only way to sail thru.
The thing is.
How much are we changing.
And how much are we passing on?
Xx
K
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I am not perfect. Trust me. I am NOT.
For Aru. I seem to want to be. My own anger, moodiness and rage, frightens me. I don’t know why violence is such a massive thing for me. Perhaps this life. Perhaps past lives.
To raise a man who doesn’t hit his wife, will be a magical thing for me. We’ve got a long way to go. And if this is one thing I can do to help make it happen, manage myself, work with my husband, his father. Then I will do it, the best way I can, the best way I know how.
Inshallah.
Xx
Success is nothing other than.How happy you are right here.
Right now.
X
K
We make the men we love.Because the growing never stops.
There is always.
A strong woman somewhere.
In the men we admire the most.
K
// V and I have moulded a lot since day one. At some point in time, I kept moulding to him. I didn’t think to question, doubt or change him. I accepted him. And I’m not saying that you should accept the men you love. But sometimes, they don’t know how to stack glasses on a dish rack so the water drains, or they don’t know about the gender pay gap. Or they don’t know that they’re being patronising when they’re aiming for loving. And so I feel.
It is part of my role. As his partner. To simply. Make him aware. And then sit back. And watch the magic of change just go… ding ding ding.
We’re talking
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