Manifesto of the Brave & Brokenhearted 🥀🖤 .
We craft love from heartbreak,
Compassion from shame,
Grace from disappointment,
Courage from failure. .
Showing up is our power.
Story is our way home.
Truth is our song.
We are the brave & brokenhearted.
We are rising strong.
Thank you for this. #brenebrown#risingstrong#ifwearebraveenoughoftenenoughwewillfall
Day 13/21 Encaustic replica of image that screamed Jami.
It’s been one of those days you guys. Honest. Because thats what I do, tell you just how I feel it is. And today I felt crumby. All the way up until the minutes before Elis bedtime when play culminated in a nice new gash from a thrown wooden toy on my wrist. (It’s been all fun and games UNTIL @rebecca13newman ) Ok its not a gash but still. It brought tears.
I just poured it out to Jesus. So I’m going to tell you what I told him.
That life really is brutiful. I get it @glennondoyle. And I thought about what I’m doing here now- with you. Sharing these moments from last year over these 21 days. We’re about half way through now and I felt like I needed to check in with myself some. Why am I doing this again?
Because last year, my sister died. And it takes my breath away and hits me right in the gut writing it ‘out loud.’ And yet it is what it is. So last year could be as good as gone to me. But the thing is… pain wasted? That just twists the knife.
So we remember our moments. The ones that buried us and the one that lifted us back up. And it’s not a reminiscing to make the bad things better- not to put a happy bandaid over it all. For me - it’s to not let them become so overpowering - so defining - that it overshadows the light that still shines, or takes away from who I am.
Everyday I realize I have a choice. To check out. Or to, well, not. And that’s the brutiful part about rock bottom. You think- at this moment, I’m as good as dead. So you either cross that threshold or you go the only other place you can. Up. I choose up.
Well tomorrow I will. Tonight is for sleep. Sweet dreams ya’ll.
There is something about healing injuries, especially old injuries, that just brings you to your knees, to your most vulnerable self. There is something about the process that is so reminiscent of actual life. Accepting to lean into the pain, breathing through it all, being patient and trusting the recovery journey. You commit to healing because you get tired of your own bullshit, of the excuses, of the constant pain, every single day, of basically not standing up for your own well being. #physicaltherapy#yoga#myofascialrelease#brenebrown#emotions#mymanduka#risingstrong#palosanto#healing#injury
“Our job is not to deny the story, but to defy the ending - to rise strong, recognize our story, and rumble with the truth until we get to a place where we think, Yes. This is what happened. This is my truth. And I will choose how the story ends.” Brene Brown, Rising Strong.
What’s up ladies and gents?! 👋🏼
How’s 2018 treating you so far? I hope so far so good!
So, after all the holiday parties and fun I’m sure your body is craving some nutritious food and some time away from the grocery store! So, this week for Giving Tuesday I’m bringing you 3 food subscription companies that focus just on these ideals. Oh, and of course they give back to local food banks AND by being earth conscious with materials they use for packaging 💁🏼♀️.
To find out even more about them and their giving-back-ways, click on their account below or in the photos above.
*All companies are located in the U.S.
@sunbasket - “Organic and sustainably sourced ingredients & delicious recipes delivered weekly.”
@purplecarrot - “The plant-based meal kit company.” Vegetarian and Vegan Friendly!
@realhomechef - “Fresh, perfectly portioned ingredients + easy-to-follow recipes delivered straight to your door.”
What food subscriptions are you into? What would you like to see featured for Giving Tuesday? Let me know in the comments below! ❤️
It has been a LONG time coming but after a two year hiatus I have a new post up on the blog, “Curiosity // Control // Chaos & other stories.” It is the first of a three part installment on what has been, hands down, the hardest yet most humbling time period in my life. What started as an experiment led to derailment of what I thought I knew about myself, what I wanted, and where I was going. After going through my first real heartbreak, graduating college, and giving up my dream of a gap year - I tried to get brutally honest with myself and the reasons behind the choices I make. But being authentic with yourself is not as straightforward as social media it makes it seem. It means finding and accepting your most buried truth. Often, this kind of truth dismantles comfort. Burns away illusions. Leaves nothing but an ugly barren landscape on which to start anew. Truth can hurt, but it also heals. But what the hell is in between that? This phase where we need people the most, that brutal space between problem and resolution, are the very chapters in our lives where we are least likely to reach out... That being said, I am not going to give you a story that resolves simply, but rather a story that is real. A story to show that times of change and self evaluation are messy, uncomfortable, and most of all, isolating. A story that seeks to validate the chaos that follows change and expose the daunting spaces we find ourselves in when we are in-between who we are and who we want to be; otherwise known as growth. My hope is that by sharing what actually happens when you choose to be authentic, you may find a handful of comfort in knowing that your story is worth sharing - especially if it has yet to resolve. Click the link above to read Part I: Curiosity. .
“How do you protect yourself from taking in other peoples negative energy?”
This question has been asked of me many times in the 12 years I’ve been a massage therapist. My answer is “I don’t.” Ive heard some therapists say that they create a white energy orb around themselves before they touch anyone, so nothing can come in. Say what? 🤨
I think beliefs like this actually make us weak. Here’s my spin: Negative energy is what? Pain, fear, suffering, anger, sickness? Those things aren’t out to get me, they are a part of life.
And like all energy, it can be transformed. (But not if you’re hiding out in an orb)
Turning pain into compassion:
Tonglen meditation is a great example of this. Tonglen reverses the usual logic of avoiding suffering and seeking pleasure. Instead, you basically breathe in others suffering, heaviness, darkness and breathe out light, coolness and space.
Can you imagine how much more empowering this is? Negative energy is only a burden when decide to run from it or keep it. Why not breathe it in to lift the burden off of someone else and send it out transformed? That is your power.
Photo/video credit @tonymandarich 💕 .
"Can anything good come out of Nazareth?" Damn straight! Getting ready for our Bras, Bible and Brews retreat, which will be inspired by Ms. @brenebrown and her work: "Rising Strong," and still grooving on how God will use the most dismissed, marginalized parts of our lives, our stories, our world to inflame change, transformation, resurrection and re-birth. The fearmongers (and I say this knowing I am as good as any at being run by fear) can be nervous about all those "sh*tholes." But we don't have to be! #bbb#leavencommunity#brenebrown#risingstrong#willingtofall#readytorise
Hi! Hey! I’ve been taking an Insta break since the beginning of fall and it’s been fantastic. I’ll probably keep doing it. But I’m currently sitting in an infrared sauna and feeling thoughtful about life (+ hot and sweaty) so here are some words about my 2018 thus far.
Life & Lyme can bog me down in a big way. My philosophy and way of processing hard stuff is to not share online what I haven’t moved through personally and with my people. But practicing gratitude, like any stereotypical piece of health advise will tell you, actually makes a difference. So while there are many aspects of this disease and my journey that I 100% do not understand and wrestle with frequently, here is the good in the mess so far: There’s a lot of things I can’t physically do anymore but I am getting real good at listening to my body and what it really needs, not just what I mentally think I can handle. I feel more connected and in tune with myself which has led to confidence in what I need and what I don’t need right now. Saying no and cultivating my best yeses has been good medicine. I’m learning to rely on things that make no sense - faith, natural remedies, unexpected circumstances - to lead me through this time of reckoning and out to the other side. I still have my whit, my storytelling, and my creativity. I also can still dance. Still have a good time. Still laugh. These are little pieces of joy I’ll cling to while I sit still and let the healing do it’s work.
I’ve only just got here but the wilderness can be lonely, even surrounded with community and support. It’s painful and transformative. If you’re reading this and you’re out here too, let it sink in that you are not alone in feeling the aches and pains of becoming who you were designed to be. There are lots of us being worked on — battered and bruised to become magnificent. You can feel let down. You can feel weak. You can feel torn apart. This is a safe place for that. But you have a fire inside you. It may only be a small and fragile flame right now but we will burn bright soon. And may that thought carry us on until morning, because it’s coming.
Social media can be an awesome way to discover and connect with people, places and events near and far. But it can also be an abyss of comparison and shame: it shouldn’t be. .
Growing up, I was always taller, bigger, or more athletic-looking than a lot of girls and that feeling of not fitting in or somehow falling short of some mark stuck. Even as recently as a few years ago, I felt an overwhelming need to shrink; my broad shoulders, my muscular legs, my loud laugh, even my emotions. .
As I get older, and especially most recently, with the rising collective voice of females who feel victimized or forced to adhere to someone else’s standard, I find it easier to recognize that the beauty, success, ability or happiness of someone else does NOT diminish my own. Nor does there need to be one set measure that determines how anyone should look, act or feel. We are each unique and have our own gifts that deserve to be celebrated; not disdained, dismissed or diminished. We can have different goals, dreams, ideals and viewpoints. We can also be open with and supportive of one another about them. This isn’t just a female thing either- men have unrealistic and unfair expectations thrust upon them, too- it’s a human thing.
Be bold. Be chill. Be vulnerable. Be fearless. Be messy. Be poised. Be whatever. Be YOU. .
Be More. Do less
This is a huge lesson I am learning. To be more and more of who I am without any apologies, without holding myself back, without any shame for the the beauty I carry.
For me to hold myself back, to shame myself, to disown my beauty, would be denying the God image I reflect. I am not stating I am God, I am stating that I am made in his image and will embrace His glory by embracing myself in honor of him.
We're here, exactly a year after the world witnessed the greatest revolution of this decade. The inseparable unity among students and the young generation, fighting for their basic cultural rights which made the entire world look back, especially the #central "people". #RisingStrong#tamizhandaa#jallikattu#vivasayam#Unforgettable
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Day 16 of 365 "The truth is that falling hurts. The dare is to keep being brave and feel your way back up."
- Brené Brown
I totally agree with this because I had a recent fall and it wasn't fun at all.
In fact, my head hurts, my back hurts, everything hurts. On top of that, I was surrounded with complete strangers and I felt so vulnerable.
It was embarrassing yet something that I had to deal with because it's part of life.
It took all the strength I could muster to be brave and stand back up.
Shake it off and put a smile on my face. Even if it was really hard to do at the same time. And yet I did it.
I'm grateful that I had amazing people who helped me through. I call them "Earth Angels." Thank you. You know who you are. 🙏🏼😇💖 We all go through ups and downs in life.
If you are alive.... you had heart, body, and maybe your soul broken... And yet your spirit is so brave and strong that there's a little small voice that whispers... "Get up, you got this." We all do go through different challenges in life. Some test we ace. The rest we fail. Then, we do it again.
Nothing in this life comes easy.
Every hero has to go through devastating moments of self-doubt, fear, pain, shame, anger, guilt... all those negative emotions are so strong and yet we were taught to suppress them or run away from them. Not anymore. This is the best time to embrace the good and the bad, negative and positive. Because if we bottle them down or not express it... It will find a way to express itself and the result wouldn't be as pretty. The secret to healing those negative emotions... "feel them"... Because the only way is through.
The truth is we all fall... The dare is can we "feel" our way as we get back up? It is easier said than done... Totally.
However, the winners in life had so many falls yet they always find their way to get back up no matter how many times it may take. That's bravery.
That is rising strong!! And if you feel that you can't because our minds will tell us so... Get some help. Reach out.
Best part is... you are not alone. Look within... God is always ready to help you.
We are not alone. Not ever.
Be of good courage.