Tag: speak your truth

I’m a White Woman, raised in a Black City & I still have Racism within me.

When I wrote this, it was for me. Then I shared it with my Black friends. They think it’s important and should be shared to a greater audience. This is for them.

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How the Pandemic is Actually Calming My Anxiety the Fuck Down

I’d like to do a study.  How many people out there, who consider themselves to be content and calm individuals in their day-to-day life are freaking the fuck out right now?  Now, how many people who are anxious 95% of the time, are actually finding that their anxiety/depressive tendencies have lessened now that we are in uncharted waters?

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Shockabuku: How Sometimes I Need a Swift Spiritual Kick to the Head

Ever since the holidays, I have not been able to gain any traction in my work.  Like one of those dreams when I’m trying to running but I can’t seem to build up any speed at all.  At least I can say that it’s not for no reason.  The past five months have been intense, and until about two weeks ago, I had not been feeling so great. Then I received a Shockabuku.

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My Profile on the Anxiety Chronicles (by the Washington Post)

In 2017, The Washington Post brought the Lily back as an online publication with the two-fold mission to, "Empower with news and information and promote inclusivity by exposing diverse voices."  I am ecstatic that I have been selected to be one of those voices. 

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Slow and Simple Poetry from an Anxious Artist

Today I long to keep things simple.  Simple mind and simple actions.  Slow and simple, I say.  The idea of getting into a long blog post about how I’m feeling seems a sad prospect.  So, here I am, attempting a simple poem.  I don’t write poems that often, but today, poetry seems to fit.  So here you go. 

 

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How Slowing Down Helps Me Accomplish More

I had been working on a painting that wasn’t coming along well.  I was attempting to create the first in the series of “breathe paintings” that I told you about last week.  What was coming out was the prickliest looking “breath” I have ever seen.  It was pointy, sharp, not at all the feeling of inhale and exhale that I had hoped to create.  I realized that my state of mind at the time was abrupt, self-critical, and racing like it was running around on fire.

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Setting New Year’s Intentions Instead of Resolutions

I always want to start the new year bright eyed and bushy tailed, with confidence exuding from my pours and optimism oozing from my eye balls.  AND I always find that come New Year’s Eve, I’m so stinkin’ tired from the holiday, that all I want to do is sleep.  I mean, who wants to start 2020 in a coma. 

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Four Reasons to Speak Your Truth, No Matter What Others Think

I wish I had learned this lesson when I was in my teens, or twenties, or earlier in my thirties for that matter.  The fact is the damage that I inflicted upon myself by not speaking my truths, was FAR WORSE than the damage that anyone else’s opinion ever inflicted upon me.  I was my own bully.  I allowed the infinite “what if” scenarios to be the decision makers. 

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