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The key to attracting love is not to just “not care” if you do or not… It’s not to be “good either way” It’s not to just bury yourself in work or other hobbies and forget about it all together… And it's not even about becoming aware of your core trauma or story around love from childhood… It’s not about taking down the masculine or feminine shield that may be up from childhood protecting you I mean… all these things are A PART of the journey… and I’ve seen many people transform through these insights The most powerful way I’ve seen people attract love is on the other side of allowing yourself to feel an emotion you are afraid to feel For me this changed everything As a kid… tension was something I felt I had to manage in other people Having a controlling ex step mom in my life created a dynamic of wanting to please to receive approval My whole life I’ve been very good at reading peoples intentions due to having her in my life from 9 to 17 This pattern would have me abandon myself in order to make others happy For years I struggled with attracting girlfriends I felt I need to “fix” I wouldn’t express how I really felt I wouldn’t set boundaries And I wouldn’t be vulnerable because I was afraid of rejection I was stuck in pattern that kept me from the scary emotions that were suppressed inside of my body Once I got the the core of the pattern and felt what I was afraid to feel… that was when everything changed This meant leaning into tension and expressing the real me Even if my body coiled up when setting boundaries I would remind myself that their emotions are not mine to manage If someone didn’t resonate with the real me… it wasn’t my job to win them over… Instead of searching for validation and approval on the outside… I started to approve of myself and realize that THAT was the key I started to respect myself and as a result… I wasn’t attached to their approval or validation When I came back to ME and started to feel the emotions I was afraid to feel…

Seventeen years ago, life took an unexpected turn when I lost my husband. Back then, my biggest fear was simply how to exist in a world without him. I didn't think I could do it alone. But time is a curious teacher. I didn't just learn to live alone; I learned to love it. I built a life that is mine, full of peace, and I developed very clear boundaries about what I allow into my space. My independence became my superpower. Lately, however, I’ve been reflecting on the nature of those boundaries. I’ve realized that while my walls have kept me safe and peaceful, they’ve also become quite rigid. It’s a delicate balance, isn't it? Learning how to protect your heart without turning it into a fortress. I’ve mastered the art of self-reliance, but now I feel I’m at a new stage: learning how to be vulnerable again. Not because I need to be, but because I’m curious to see what happens when the shield isn't held quite so tightly. It’s about keeping the self-respect, but letting the light in through the cracks. ✨

Dear tribe, I wanted to share a life lesson with those of you who sometimes have one too many drinks. Last night, I realized I’d had a bit too much, and for the first time ever, I decided to be responsible. I left my car behind and took a bus instead. I arrived home safe and sound, feeling proud and relieved. But here’s the thing that shocked me: I had never driven a bus in my life! And the worst part is, I have no idea where I left my car, and I don't know what to do with this huge bus parked in front of my building. Truth be told, this didn't actually happen to me, but I hope it brought a smile to your faces!

There’s a quiet kind of bravery in allowing yourself to feel something after a long period of emotional stillness. Not the loud, dramatic kind of courage but the softer one that comes with staying open, even when experience has taught you to be careful. Feeling again can be disorienting. It often shows up without clarity or guarantees, and it challenges our instinct to immediately define, protect, or control what’s happening. Sitting with that uncertainty isn’t easy. A friend of mine once told me, “What keeps us sane is being able to lose our minds every once in a while and ‘fuck it’ happens to be one of her all-time favorite mantras.” And honestly, that stayed with me, because sometimes allowing yourself to feel isn’t about recklessness it’s about permission. Permission to stop overthinking. To loosen your grip. To experience something fully without demanding it turn into anything more. The courage to feel doesn’t require expectations or outcomes. It only asks for presence. And maybe that’s enough.