The Self Love Craze - and what I didn’t know

I remember hearing the increasingly popular phrase practice ‘Self Love.’

 

And I didn’t understand it, didn’t know how to...do self love?

 

It took giving my body to yet another man, in the hopes of finding love, only to be thrown out like a dirty dish cloth for me to open my eyes and see it:

 

I am not choosing love for myself.

 

I am not protecting my heart.

 

I am not honouring my pussy.

 

I went to the hairdressers that very morning, dyed my hair red, and then got a Self Love tattoo.

 

That was just the beginning.

 

My path from that point wasn’t easy.

 

But when you decide to take the journey of discovering who you really are, how to choose your own heart and pussy, and understanding why until now you haven’t - can you expect that it will be easy?

 

Of course not!

 

Damn when I decided that I would relentlessly learn to LOVE myself I was thrown every damn test the universe had to offer:

 

I was offered up men who would easily keep me looping my same toxic patterns.

 

My mother came to Europe seemingly just so we could dredge up the mother wound.

 

I was delivered back to my Irish roots where my ancestral wounds were opened up for me to really understand where I have come from.

 

I received an email with DNA results showing me for the first time who my Grandparents were which triggered my deepest, most unchartered wound - the abandonment of my father.

 

FUCK IT IF I WASN’T CUT OPEN AND BLEEDING.

 

But do you know what I did? I had asked to be remade, I had asked for these scars to finally be reveled and healed.

 

And then do you know what I asked for...I asked for help.

 

And help was provided. In an array of healers, space holders, facilitors, friends, mentors, guides and poets.

 

Help came to me like a patchwork blanket - and I was able to sew myself back together.

 

I walked the path of fire towards my original self loving essence.

 

And it wasn’t until I’d done the work that I even knew there were such magical beings called coaches who helped people like me with exactly what I was experiencing…

 

And that’s when I knew. I knew my life’s mission is to raise female bodied beings UP alongside me.

 

I became a coach.

 

And as a coach I'm asking you, are you ready to take the journey of discovering who YOU really are?

 

I'm calling in four soulmate clients to walk the path of self love, ecstatic sexuality and royalty with me.

 

We begin 2022, and I will be right beside you as you become a living embodiment of Self Love. 

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