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YET ANOTHER JANUARY FAMILY DEATH The call to my mom on New Year’s Day was just like any other call. . Of ...
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YET ANOTHER JANUARY FAMILY DEATH The call to my mom on New Year’s Day was just like any other call. . Of course, she was happy to hear from me, but when she heard (Not So) Little Man get on the phone, mom immediately lit up, and you can tell in her voice that she was smiling from ear-to-ear. . She ... YET ANOTHER JANUARY FAMILY DEATH

The call to my mom on New Year’s Day was just like any other call.
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Of course, she was happy to hear from me, but when she heard (Not So) Little Man get on the phone, mom immediately lit up, and you can tell in her voice that she was smiling from ear-to-ear.
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She lived for her family.
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Although she was coughing on the phone, her spirits were high. We joked as we usually did because I was always able to make her laugh.
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I told her to call my sister to get her some cough medicine, which she did since my sister lives only minutes away. Her last “cough” took five weeks to recover and I was worried about her condition in her weaken state.
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After several phone attempts where made by my sister the next day, she went over to her home to bring her medicine.
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It appeared that she died in her sleep.
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I had no idea that this would have been the last time I ever talked to my beautiful mom.
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When my uncle died in his home a few years ago, she cried every time talking about it saying that he died alone. They found his body several days after he passed.
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All I could think about were her words about my uncle, knowing that she also died alone, which sickens me to no end.
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We almost lost her a few months ago, yet this stubborn woman was always a fighter.
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Oddly enough, both my brother and my dad were buried on January 19th fifteen years apart.
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My mom with her broken down body couldn’t hold out any longer.
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Since the death of my brother in 1994, she has never been the same. Burying a child is not something that I would not wish on my worst enemies.
She is now with my brother, dad, her second husband that she adored, and her parents once again.
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The pic that was posted one year ago today was my last one taken with her.
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Naturally, tears filled my eyes as this came up today of all days in my Facebook memories.
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My mom was my rock, and there is a huge void inside of me. All of my positive qualities and values, I received from both of my parents.
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Now that they are gone, I’ll continue to pass them on for generations to come.
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Relatively speaking, I’ll be seeing all of them again one day soon.
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"cup your hands to scoop up sleep  as you would draw a grain of water  and the forest will come: a ...
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"cup your hands to scoop up sleep  as you would draw a grain of water  and the forest will come: a green cloud  a birch trunk like a chord of light  and a thousand eyelids fluttering  with forgotten leafy speech  then you will recall the white morning  when you waited for the opening of ... "cup your hands to scoop up sleep 
as you would draw a grain of water 
and the forest will come: a green cloud 
a birch trunk like a chord of light 
and a thousand eyelids fluttering 
with forgotten leafy speech 
then you will recall the white morning 
when you waited for the opening of the gates
you know this land is opened by a bird 
that sleeps in a tree and the tree in the earth 
but here is a spring of new questions 
underfoot the currents of bad roots 
look at the pattern on the bark where 
a chord of music tightens 
the lute player who presses the frets 
so the silent resounds
push away leaves: a wild strawberry 
dew on a leaf the comb of grass 
further a wing of a yellow damselfly 
and an ant burying its sister 
a wild pear sweetly ripens 
above the treacheries of belladonnas 
without waiting for greater rewards 
sit under the tree
cup your hands to draw up memory 
of the dead names dried grain 
again the forest: a charred cloud 
forehead branded by black light 
and a thousand lids pressed 
tightly on motionless eyeballs 
a tree and the air broken 
betrayed faith of empty shelters
that other forest is for us is for you 
the dead also ask for fairy tales 
for a handful of herbs water of memories 
therefore by needles by rustling 
and faint threads of fragrances-- no matter that a branch stops you 
a shadow leads you through winding passages-- you will find and open 
our Ardennes Forest"

Zbigniew Herbert
#insomnolence
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Why are our young Mummies and Daddies burying their babies? This is a SAD week for us here on FKA. Words ...
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Why are our young Mummies and Daddies burying their babies? This is a SAD week for us here on FKA. Words failed us again this week. No Mother or Father should ever go thru such pain. This is just so sad, it is WELL . Our heartfelt condolences to our Sister Carla and her Husband. May the gentle ... Why are our young Mummies and Daddies burying their babies? This is a SAD week for us here on FKA. Words failed us again this week. No Mother or Father should ever go thru such pain. This is just so sad💔, it is WELL
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Our heartfelt condolences to our Sister Carla and her Husband. May the gentle and innocent soul of Baby Mamoon Rest In Peace, AMEN 🙏🙏🙏
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Life. It's such a crazy, unpredictable rollercoaster, yet surprisingly beautiful in all its ups ...
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Life. It's such a crazy, unpredictable rollercoaster, yet surprisingly beautiful in all its ups and downs. Kendall. Zoey. They accompanied me and stood at my side as I made the visit to zamoras grave. My wife has supported me so much that I can't even describe with words how grateful i am. My ... Life. It's such a crazy, unpredictable rollercoaster, yet surprisingly beautiful in all its ups and downs. Kendall. Zoey. They accompanied me and stood at my side as I made the visit to zamoras grave. My wife has supported me so much that I can't even describe with words how grateful i am. My dog Zoey has grown on me in a way that i never expected. I love her so much and today, after visiting Zamoras resting place, we all felt a sense of adventure and wanted to see how Zoey would react on a beach. As I sat on that beach today watching my beautiful wife and ridiculously adorable dog run in and out of the water, I was overwhelmed with happiness and the thought "This is how God is thanking me". A year ago I was essentially alone (besides friends and family), burying the first of 5 children that would come in the next month, and about to face a darkness I didnt even know existed, but look where we are today. I got emotional as we played on a beach just minutes from where zamora rests because I could feel her spirit hugging me. She wants me happy. Her mother, sister, father, and family happy. The best way to honor her isnt to be bitter, get further from God, hate life, or be angry because she passed. Instead we should feel blessed we knew her, had time with her, and keep a piece of her with us. Ive realized that the best way to honor her life and fight is to live the best one WE can and not to feel guilty about it. She would want us smiling, running, playing, experiencing and out living an adventurous life. To not use her death as an excuse to resent life but rather use her life as more reason to love life! The smile on my wifes face and even Zoeys face today more than warmed my heart and I know zamoras happy about it. I'm overwhelmed with her presence today. Thank you zamora. Thank you God for my family. For my life and all the opportunities to help others. We work in zamora's honor ✊🏻 Goodnight world and God Bless (swipe to see all zoeys funny faces today 😂) #MenaFamily #HalfMoonBay #PoplarBeach #Love #Life #ForZamora #Blessed #Thankful #Family #LifesAnAdventure #God #Zoey #littlepup #Light #Hope #ZamoraMoon #RIP #YearOne
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<span class="emoji emoji274c"></span>TEASER TUESDAY<span class="emoji emoji274c"></span> Her head is thrown back and a silent scream falls from her open mouth as she comes. ...
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TEASER TUESDAY Her head is thrown back and a silent scream falls from her open mouth as she comes. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. . . . The NIGHT Manager | Trust. Honor. Family. I wake up naked in bed with my best friend's little sister and I have no recollection of what happened. ... ❌TEASER TUESDAY❌ Her head is thrown back and a silent scream falls from her open mouth as she comes. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. ❤😍
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The NIGHT Manager | Trust. Honor. Family.

I wake up naked in bed with my best friend's little sister and I have no recollection of what happened. After we go our separate ways, she soon ends up on my doorstep with nowhere to go in the middle of the night and I let her stay with me until she gets her own place.
I tell myself that nothing can happen by burying myself in work and that I fight to ignore the desire burning through my veins of her presence, but I'm only human.
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(I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We ...
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(I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We didn’t have a lot of pets growing up, but we had a few really good ones. We had a cat named Angel. I don’t like cats, but I loved Angel. She died after ingesting antifreeze. As a little girl, I still remember ... (I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We didn’t have a lot of pets growing up, but we had a few really good ones. We had a cat named Angel. I don’t like cats, but I loved Angel. She died after ingesting antifreeze. As a little girl, I still remember burying her in our backyard by the swingset. Then there was Cubby. She was brought home unannounced by my sister, Summer. She was the best dog a family could ever hope to have. She was so much apart of our family that it was almost like we chose her in the pre-existence. She was my dad’s best gal, always rode shotgun, went wherever he went, and you could always hear her coming by the sound of her collar. We had her for so many good years, but she eventually passed away from old age. My dad made her a special handcrafted wooden box and buried her in Eden. Then there have been too many horses to count. Raft, Josh, Tahoe, and Sundance are just a few of the many loyal horses my dad has owned. This is Sundance in this picture. I grew up with him. He was one of the first horses I felt comfortable and confident riding. He was gentle. He didn’t have one wild or rough bone in his body. He carried me on many horseback rides with my dad through some beautiful mountains. He was the horse we would use for all the grandkids and neighbor kids to ride because we knew he could be trusted with them. He was apart of our family for 20+ years. At nearly 30 years old, we knew he wouldn’t be with us much longer and we finally had to say goodbye to him last week. Saying goodbye to a pet that becomes a part of your life story is never easy, but I’m so grateful for a dad who honors their life and the role they played in the lives of our family enough to respectfully bury them by each other at our own little pet cemetery in Eden. I like to think they’re all real happy together in heaven right now.
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The most glorious beach day! We dug holes, jumped in the chilly waves, flew kites, and enjoyed some ...
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The most glorious beach day! We dug holes, jumped in the chilly waves, flew kites, and enjoyed some much needed vitamin sea! Cooper may have taken a little too much enjoyment in burying his sister. ‍♀️🏖 #SBK18 #IOP #edsftg The most glorious beach day! We dug holes, jumped in the chilly waves, flew kites, and enjoyed some much needed vitamin sea! Cooper may have taken a little too much enjoyment in burying his sister. 😂😳🌴🌊💗🐳 🏄‍♀️🏖 #SBK18 #IOP #edsftg
You’re my butterfly, sugar, baby 🦋 • #Transmutation - the transformation from one state of Being ...
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You’re my butterfly, sugar, baby 🦋 • #Transmutation - the transformation from one state of Being to another. Anger🤬 -> Love Stress -> Calm Anxious😟 -> Peaceful Depressed -> Joyful Jealousy -> Contentment • I know it’s tempting but don’t push away, shove down or brush off ... You’re my butterfly, sugar, baby 🦋

#Transmutation - the transformation from one state of Being to another.
Anger🤬 -> Love😍
Stress😖 -> Calm😌
Anxious😟 -> Peaceful😌
Depressed😞 -> Joyful😃
Jealousy😒 -> Contentment😌

I know it’s tempting but don’t push away, shove down or brush off a negative emotion. Transmute that 💩 into 💛. Burying it will only cause it to fester and you’ll have to deal with it eventually.
♻️ So how do you transmute the 💩? Two suggestions based on where it came from. It starts with bringing awareness to that emotion, always:
1. If you become aware that it is not your emotion and that you absorbed it from someone around you, tell that emotion, “You are not mine to be experienced. I am a Being of Love and only infinite Love flows through me at all times.” Repeat it until your smile reaches it's maximimum spread 😁
2. If it’s coming from a current happening, get quiet, go within and investigate more. Why does what’s happening bring that out? Is there a past pain/trauma that hasn’t been dealt with, perhaps even from childhood? Love yourself through the discovery and release.
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You experience negative emotion when you are not living in your Truth. Step into Truth and power. If you hate your job, LEAVE! (It took me way too long to do that after my sister gave me this advice more times than I can count.) If you wish your friend/partner/family member treated you differently, SAY SOMETHING! Don’t wait till it gets so bad you stop talking. If you feel unworthy, think about all it took to get you here on Earth, living this life✨ Of all the souls in Heaven, YOU were chosen to have this experience. YOU are #worthy. YOU are needed. YOU have a special gift that no one else has on this planet. Find it! WE need YOU.
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I love you, caterpillars, cocooners, and butterflies. We’re all in this together! #Transmute and #uplift!
#badmood #energy #joy #awareness
Photo taken by @torreywest + a 🦋 edit from me tool kit
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Happy birthday to my tough as nails, funnier than anyone, cheese loving, distressed porky-pined, ...
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Happy birthday to my tough as nails, funnier than anyone, cheese loving, distressed porky-pined, mooncake burying, piddle on the moon, nerd of built in best friend. Love you always, sister ❣️ Happy birthday to my tough as nails, funnier than anyone, cheese loving, distressed porky-pined, mooncake burying, piddle on the moon, nerd of built in best friend. Love you always, sister ❣️
Just burying my bone (on a pillow ) so my sister won't eat it. 😎😀 #frenchie #frenchbulldog #frenchbulldogsofinstagram #bulldog #bulldogs #bulldogsofig #cute #stupiddog #sunshine #sunny #spring Just burying my bone (on a pillow 😂) so my sister won't eat it. 😎😀 #frenchie #frenchbulldog #frenchbulldogsofinstagram #bulldog #bulldogs #bulldogsofig #cute #stupiddog #sunshine #sunny #spring
My sister needs help burying her little brother, man that doesn’t even feel right typing. But please ...
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My sister needs help burying her little brother, man that doesn’t even feel right typing. But please if you can find it in your hearts to donate hit up @tee_maine_mastermindshyt thank you also rip T-shirt’s are on sale $25 My sister needs help burying her little brother, man that doesn’t even feel right typing. But please if you can find it in your hearts to donate hit up @tee_maine_mastermindshyt thank you also rip T-shirt’s are on sale $25
When your rainbow touches her sister that died before her for the first time. Oh, wow! A moment they ...
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When your rainbow touches her sister that died before her for the first time. Oh, wow! A moment they never tell you about or imagine when one baby dies or even after your rainbow is born. It just happened so naturally. We are planning on taking ashes of Nora on an upcoming trip and we were getting ... When your rainbow touches her sister that died before her for the first time. Oh, wow! A moment they never tell you about or imagine when one baby dies or even after your rainbow is born. It just happened so naturally. We are planning on taking ashes of Nora on an upcoming trip and we were getting her urn ready this weekend for it. So we transferred a few of her ashes into a traveling bag to bring with. Zoe was super curious as she knows that this urn is part of Nora. She even calls it Nora sometime. She also knows that Nora was her baby sister that died in moms tummy before her. So when I opened up the urn last night she was intrigued and wanted to help. She asked all kinds of questions as I took the screws off the box and pulled the small twist tied baggie of Nora’s cremations out. Z: “Is that Nora.” Me: “Yes.” Z: “Why does she look like that?” (Zoe has seen pictures of baby Nora) Me: “She didn’t always look like this. When you die your body goes away and we choose how we want to be taken care of.” Z: “Why didn’t we bury her?” Me: “Well, we wanted to keep her with us so we choose to have her cremated instead of burying her. So we didn’t have to go visit her but be with her all the time.” My dad walks by, “You can also throw ashes into the wind so that you become a part of the Earth again.” Zoe looks at me and I smile. Me: “Yes, we did that with parts of Nora’s ashes. We spread her ashes when you were just a tiny baby in my tummy up North by the big lake we always visit off of a high peak. She also was sprinkled outside under the cherry tree we planted, at both grandparents houses and she’s. also flown all over the world and has been to more countries then most people will ever visit because her ashes traveled with flying Grandpa on all his trips.” Then a thought came to me as I was about to put a part of Nora’s flesh turn ash and tiny bone flecks into the zip lock baggy. Me: “Do you want to hold her?” Zoe’s face smiled through hesitation. “Yes.” She said as she reached her hand out and I gently poured Nora’s remains into her palm and at that moment sister flesh touched and joined hands that I thought never once would.As specks of Nora lingered on Zoe’s fingers
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My brother always danced to the beat of his own drum. We were polar opposites in nearly every way but ...
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My brother always danced to the beat of his own drum. We were polar opposites in nearly every way but he was my brother and I loved him dearly (even though he'd go out of his way to scare the crap out of me and tell me crazy stories about funeral homes burying people in our brick streets in Bremen). ... My brother always danced to the beat of his own drum. We were polar opposites in nearly every way but he was my brother and I loved him dearly (even though he'd go out of his way to scare the crap out of me and tell me crazy stories about funeral homes burying people in our brick streets in Bremen). His style was eclectic and my sister @kat_berry2012 found this shirt.... My brother would've absolutely loved it... I had to wear it for his viewing and funeral and sent it with him so he could wear it to his own big rave in the sky. #iwillmissyoububby #spacekittenlife #gonewaytoosoon #hugyourlovedones #lifeistooshort
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3 months ago to the hour. The minute. The second. My heart was stolen. And shattered. And broken ...
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3 months ago to the hour. The minute. The second. My heart was stolen. And shattered. And broken into a million bits. The love of my life. My one true soul mate. Took her last breath. I held her in my arms as her heart beat for the very last time. I still lose my breath every time she crosses my ... 3 months ago to the hour. The minute. The second.
My heart was stolen. And shattered. And broken into a million bits.
The love of my life.
My one true soul mate.
Took her last breath. I held her in my arms as her heart beat for the very last time.
I still lose my breath every time she crosses my mind.
I cry a thousand tears until my chest is soaked because I can't find the strength to wipe them away.
This pain, I live and breathe through everyday is unbearable.
I won't lie, I spend 99.9% of the time burying her memory. Or quickly switch focus when she comes to light. I just can't. I can't face it. I can't feel it. I refuse.
But right now, as I sit in the parking lot of this dreadful hospital - and think about going to feed her 'big' sister her 11pm bottle... it feels like I'm sinking, dying, suffocating.

I'm staring at clock. Counting. 1 hour. 37 minutes. 22 minutes. 7 minutes. "Heart rate down to 64. Keep bagging her. I'm getting nothing. Here mom, let's hold Emmy." No I can't hold her. She's can't come out, she will get germs. She need the tube to breathe. You can't take it out, she will die. I can't breathe. I'm shaking. Baby b come on. Baby. Emmy.

3 minutes. "Heart rate down to 47. There's no blood pressure. Take her tube out. Sit down mom." 1 minute. "Here mom. Here's Emmy."
"Congratulations." Don't tell me it's over.
23 seconds. "Heart rate at 12.
Flat line.
It's just electricity.
I don't hear a heartbeat.
I'm sorry." She's gone.
My Emmy.

#girlmom #micropreemie #preemie #babyb #infantloss #infantlosssurvivor #angelbaby #babya #moditwins #twins #identicaltwins
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 #thetotalshutdown. I’m tired of burying my sister; my daughter; my friend and Mother! Will you ...
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#thetotalshutdown. I’m tired of burying my sister; my daughter; my friend and Mother! Will you be there? I will be. 01.08.2018 @cheriyasekasi and it’s women support #thetotalshutdown 🏾 #thetotalshutdown.
I’m tired of burying my sister; my daughter; my friend and Mother! Will you be there? I will be.
01.08.2018
@cheriyasekasi and it’s women support #thetotalshutdown 🙌🏾
This is such a special photo to me <span class="emoji emoji1f49c"></span><span class="emoji emoji2728"></span> On her own accord, Lilah grabbed her lemurian seed crystal that ...
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This is such a special photo to me On her own accord, Lilah grabbed her lemurian seed crystal that she picked out from the shop today and held it up to the super blue moon to give her crystal magic moon powers. She literally stood there for a good 15 minutes doing this with the most powerful aura ... This is such a special photo to me 💜✨ On her own accord, Lilah grabbed her lemurian seed crystal that she picked out from the shop today and held it up to the super blue moon to give her crystal magic moon powers. She literally stood there for a good 15 minutes doing this with the most powerful aura surrounding her. Such a special little girl. Meanwhile, her little sister was burying all my crystals in the sand sending me on a mad treasure hunt 🙄😂
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My beautiful 9 yr old nephew passed unexpectedly on Saturday, as many of u can imagine the pain his ...
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My beautiful 9 yr old nephew passed unexpectedly on Saturday, as many of u can imagine the pain his parents are enduring, unfortunately this was so sudden now my sister and brother are burdened with the financial worry of burying their child, so we have set up a donation page to help raise money ... My beautiful 9 yr old nephew passed unexpectedly on Saturday, as many of u can imagine the pain his parents are enduring, unfortunately this was so sudden now my sister and brother are burdened with the financial worry of burying their child, so we have set up a donation page to help raise money for funeral and burial expenses for Catrelle, please pass this info along and donate if u can, every dollar helps...bless everyone who has kept us in their thoughts and prayers!! http://www.gofundme.com/etjl4c
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🌍Got this Email today... Even though its an automated email most likely..feels good to see the Dragon ...
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🌍Got this Email today... Even though its an automated email most likely..feels good to see the Dragon 1st thing in the morning... Today i turn 29 years old and am so grateful for life. Unfortunately we are burying my sister in law today and i just wanna say may she forever watch over us & rest ... 🌍Got this Email today... Even though its an automated email most likely..feels good to see the Dragon 1st thing in the morning...
Today i turn 29 years old and am so grateful for life. Unfortunately we are burying my sister in law today and i just wanna say may she forever watch over us & rest in peace. we love you tray!....she was in a rollover accident on July 4th. She is in heaven now with my sister who passed away in May. May they both rest in peace 🖤 They were 33 & 31.
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I’ve spent much time thinking about this young woman Nia Wilson since her murder. I can’t imagine ...
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I’ve spent much time thinking about this young woman Nia Wilson since her murder. I can’t imagine the pain and suffering of her sister who held her as she died. I can’t imagine the heartbreak of her parents when told their baby was dead. What I also can’t imagine is the fear, pain and suffering ... I’ve spent much time thinking about this young woman Nia Wilson since her murder. I can’t imagine the pain and suffering of her sister who held her as she died. I can’t imagine the heartbreak of her parents when told their baby was dead. What I also can’t imagine is the fear, pain and suffering that women of color experience daily as they get on their own trains, or walk home from work, or go to the store, or are in their homes living their lives knowing that statistically this kind of assault and abuse is more common for them than any other demographic and will also get the least amount of attention in the media. What I have thought about was that if this was a black man who murdered a white woman and stabbed her white sister? There would already be a movie of the week in the works and that man would most likely be dead. When they arrested the white man who did this, it was so civilized and calm. Where was the tasers, the choke holds, the multiple shots in the back for him?? Why is he not labeled a terrorist? A white supremacist? It’s not right. It’s not okay. It’s not fair or just. This young woman was just on the precipice of her life. She had countless moments before her and deserved to be able to walk off that train and experience them all without worrying whether her life mattered or if she would become one more statistic or if her parents, like too many parents of black children, would one day be burying their child. I hope her family finds peace. I pray they get justice. I hope our world changes and that we, especially my other white brothers and sisters, recognize that we must act, engage and work together to end the racism-that is within us-that make this kind of pain and suffering status quo for POC. #sayhername #niawilson #racism #poc #bipoc #offthematintotheworld @offthemat #justice #equalrights #blacklivesmatter
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Dear Yoniverse..... . Great Mother. Earth Mumma. Galaxies. Beyond. Everything. . For the first time in my entire life I know what sisterhood can truly feel like. Not only have my blood sister and I cultivated a bond that will outlive us, but my tribe has arrived. . Today I remembered being ... Dear Yoniverse.....
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Great Mother. Earth Mumma. Galaxies. Beyond. Everything.
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For the first time in my entire life I know what sisterhood can truly feel like. Not only have my blood sister and I cultivated a bond that will outlive us, but my tribe has arrived. .
Today I remembered being 7 years old. 7 is a recurring number of potency in my life. Whenever Debra Ann asks me ‘how old am I? “ I’m 7- but I’ve never understood it. I do now.
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When I was 7 is when I started to be classified as one of the heavier kids in my class. I didn’t have any friends, not really. I was alone a lot, indoors a lot, eating a lot of sugar and listening to a lot of yelling.
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I wanted a friend so badly that I made imaginary genies, Barbie soap operas, read stories of wild adventure to escape and created all different art depicting Women. All I ever drew was women with big lips and cleavage- yes at 7.

Needless to say, I didn’t get my first friend until I started burying some of my ‘Weirdness’. And every friend after that I was a little more suppressed. So many people have come and gone in my life, trying to love the version of me they knew. Would they have loved All of me had I DARED to BE HER ? Or would they have turned away ? .
My fear of the latter has kept me shackled for most of my life.
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In DARING TO BE FULLY HER, over the last few years of my life- MAGIC has made its way into my world. Sisters, just as WILD, WEIRD, And craving the same powerful, deep connection I do.
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Today I asked @briethe_yoga ‘do you think the universe would allow us a soul sister marriage of sorts ?’ Because I promise to loyally and forever be here to hold and support you- as you have for me no matter how fucking WILD this shit gets. :
As the magick continues to unfold I am finding that the more I allow myself to be seen, the more genuine connections and true love my life is filled with.
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I am so fucking grateful for the SISTERS in my life- who remind me, reflect me and constantly call me home. :

#yoga #divinefeminine #200HRytt #300Hrytt #yogaeverydamnday #ytt #aimtrue #entrepreneurship #girlboss #yogateachertraining #yogateacher #ryt200 #fullmoon #wild #wildwoman #womenempowerment
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My mom would always tell me and Tasia that she was our best friend. She was. Tomorrow I put my mom to ...
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My mom would always tell me and Tasia that she was our best friend. She was. Tomorrow I put my mom to rest. This week Ive mostly been on my phone and in my car taking care of the business of it all with my sister. I don't know how to process burying my best friend. Not even really trying. I'm grateful ... My mom would always tell me and Tasia that she was our best friend. She was. Tomorrow I put my mom to rest. This week Ive mostly been on my phone and in my car taking care of the business of it all with my sister. I don't know how to process burying my best friend. Not even really trying. I'm grateful to have family and friends that love us so much. Also thankful for the kindness of strangers, fans and peers. All of it is helping on some level.
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