Just for Me
I’m not going to “do it for the gram” anymore, I quit. This is coming from a place of peace, from my heart; you see I decided I had enough trying, enough forcing things to go the way I thought they should. I surrender. Fully and completely surrender, and I thought I had surrendered before but oh no, not like this. This is coming from the truest place I couldn’t even begin to imagine. Things started flowing immediately, I saw signs and spirit guides and I’ve never seen the world in such technicolor. I realized how much instagram stifled my creativity; trying to curate for an audience and not knowing what to share, all the while evolving internally at such a rapid pace I barely recognized myself let alone decide how I wanted to portray myself on social media for the world to see. I’ve been considering stopping instagram for a while now, but something kept me lingering on. It certainly was helping me along my path and connecting me to some inspiring people but then something changed, there was suddenly so much noise. Maybe it was the whole abortion ban, which the outcry from women is just another example of us giving our power away to the patriarchy, we should be coming together in sisterhood and discussing the natural ways to have an abortion, we do not need your government, but I digress. What we need to realize is the world as we know it needs to crumble, it needs to go into the depths of its own darkness before it can rise up and we must not be afraid. This is the path my ascension took and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am and always have been exactly where I need to be.
So I decided to focus on my writing and building a beautiful life for myself and my daughter and I’m not doing it to post on instagram for the likes, I’m doing it just for me. I want to document our journey together to share with my daughter when she becomes a woman and help educate her on what it truly means to embody the divine feminine. We sexualize toddlers while calling women who bleed young girls who are too naive to understand being a true woman or mother but it’s time to change. A woman who bleeds is a powerhouse of intuitive wisdom, connected to the source of all creation and it is time we treat them with the respect they deserve.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love instagram, but there was something so incredibly magical about the afternoon I spent with my daughter photographing her knowing the photos were just for us to enjoy. That I didn’t need to get online to post them or show anyone the beautiful moments we spent together. It felt special and private in a way I can’t explain. So I’m signing offline for the foreseeable future and I don’t even feel called to tell anyone about it. So if you’ve stumbled onto my blog and found this post I’m sending you love and light and wish you well on your path! This is not the last you will hear from me, I may be posting on my blog if I feel called to do so and like I said I’ve seen the signs and I’m going now to focus my energy on creating something new to share. xoxo