Big Rona

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Hi there. Before I get into anything, I wanted to address the massive elephant in our lives: COVID19. I send my deepest condolences to those that have experienced loss due to COVID19, my biggest vibes of health and healing to those battling COVID19, and my loudest cheer to those on the front lines helping the world beat this.

I am amazed that something like this has happened in our world. Watching the numbers increase dramatically is quite a bit mindblowing. We all are being impacted by the same, spooky thing. I hope that despite the devastation COVID19 has created, the world can unify together to fight it and come together as a collective human population to support one another. We are all in this together and there is a bit of beauty in that.

We can survive this. We must keep our heads up, our spirits higher, and our hope alive.

I think the answer to the fear that is running rampant is love. We need more love. I think in the midst of all of this we all need more love in our hearts, for ourselves, and for others. There is enough love to go around.

Since my time of isolation, I have been struggling with my value. I quickly realized I naturally associate my worth as a person to my productivity. And when that was no longer an option, since there is only so much that one can do in a small two bedroom apartment, I reverted back to my belief that my worth is connected to the shape and size of my body. I don’t know if anyone else has struggled with this, but I feel like while I have been in isolation my entire day is dictated by my next meal (it is truly the only schedule that I have in my day right now. LOL.) All of this made my mental space toxic and I realized my internal confidence was pivoting. This time in the world is weird and it is pushing us all to go through an emotional process. I fought to accept that, but I, too, realized I was being impacted emotionally.

The truth is, we all deserve love. We deserve love from every person in our lives. We deserve love from ourselves. We deserve all of the love, simply because we exist.

This concept is something that has been brewing within my mind for the entire month of march: are we, as people, inherently good or bad? Do our actions create our value? I listened to The Liturgists podcast. In the podcast, Dr. Hillary McBride brought up the concept that as a psychologist she believes people are inherently good. If people are inherently good, that makes me inherently good. If people are inherently good, that makes you inherently good.

What if we spent today (lets start small) believing that we were inherently good and we actively spent all day giving love to ourselves? Does a whole day feel overwhelming? (it does to me sometimes) What if for the next ten minutes? Close your eyes. quiet your mind. imagine that you are breathing love in and breathing love out. DO NOT question if you deserve the love. Just accept it.

Regardless of how you are feeling, you are worthy of all of the love (especially love from yourself).

I just want to end by reminding that we are all in this together. And that this whole experience is jarring, overwhelming, and it is okay that this process looks however it does for you. This is life changing for all. So, allow yourself pressure-free isolation. It is okay if you gain weight or lose weight. It is okay if you go on a daily walk or if you don’t. It is okay if you get things done around the house or if you only watch Tiger King. I just want to give you permission. The top priority is staying home and staying safe.

I am sending all of my love.

XO,

M

My Return.

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Hey blog world. Long time no see. In fact, over a year since I last posted on here. The last year has been the busiest year of my life. To name a few reasons why: I finished my bachelors degree, got married, and moved across the country. Looking back, I realized how challenging that all was. It took all of my time and consumed all of my thoughts. Unfortunately, that meant that writing had to take a back burner. If I am honest, though, writing stopped being easy for me before that.

In August 2018, I lost my job as an Administrative Assistant at a church that had rescued me. It was a bit of a mutual decision, and a bit not. During that time at the church, about 13 people stopped working there (again, some were mutual decisions and some were not). Everyone, employee, member, and anyone in-between was reeling from the changes that were at hand. More than that, a person at our church began to express themselves in new ways, which confronted a lot of people with their inner prejudice, judgement, strict opinions, and beliefs about God. The responses of members led to an outbreak of criticism for the church. I knew where I stood on my opinions of both the situations at hand, but I was not certain what posting those opinions online would do for my relationships or reputation. And that hindered what I felt like I could write.

I had always used this space, and my journal, as a place to help me filter through my thoughts and feelings. How was I supposed to do that when my thoughts and feelings directly pointed towards people in my life? How was I supposed to share what I was feeling as I navigated the icky feelings? I didn’t know. So, I let the fear stop me from my writing.

At the same time, I transferred to Humboldt State University to finish my bachelors degree in Sociology. Sociology is the study of society throughout the years and how it operates today. Honestly, it is not a subject for the weak hearted. Learning how society has written off different communities of people for years on end is a hard pill to swallow. My heart and mind became radically awakened by the atrocities of our country.

I know I didn’t go into clear details earlier about the problems within the church, I think that maybe one day I will. But the problems I was experiencing and watching happen within the church were actually perpetuating the atrocities I was learning in school. Which led me to feeling trapped inside the injustice and fearful of opening my voice publicly (or writing my words down into the internet abyss). I stopped writing, but I don’t want to remain done.

Now that I have covered why I stopped writing, I want to talk about why I am returning to writing. Someone I deeply trust told me recently that I am a writer. Instead of doubting them, I simply decided to believe with them. And if it is true that I am a writer, I believe it is my duty to write about the things that matter. Things that matter to me, society, and to Love.

Take this as your warning….

I can promise that my writings will not be perfect. I can promise that my writings will be educated, but that there is always more for me to learn and I can promise there will be plenty that I do not know. I can promise I will say things wrong and mess up. I can promise that I will talk about things that need to be talked about, even if you do not like the topic. I can promise I will try my hardest. I can promise I will lead with love, learn with love, and be corrected through love.

I am scared I will hurt people with my writings, by offending them, by upsetting them, by messing up. But, I feel it is my duty to bring light to the issues at hand, to give insight into what I am learning and feeling, and to spread education to all those that want to learn.

I want to talk about social issues, my own life lessons, and hopefully create a space of love and inspiration for anyone interested. Thank you for joining me on my journey.

XO,

M

Ohio Trip Review

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About a month ago, I had the incredible experience of getting to go home for a month. I have not been home for this long in about 5 years. I feel so lucky for this opportunity to connect with family.

On this trip I created a million beautiful little memories and I feel overwhelmed by the thought of them…

I spent some time at my grandparents.

I had a handful of incredible dinners with the family. (Including a thanksgiving dinner!)

I spent some time without electronics.

I spent some time with some of my oldest friends.

I saw snow!

I spent beloved time with my nieces and nephew!

I explored Columbus, OH with a bit more intentionality.

I went to Nashville! (Hear all about that trip here)

Christian came to town!

I failed a time or two.

& I grew in understanding of the beauty of slowing down.

I think that was the big takeaway for me…it is beautiful to slow down and really take the time to enjoy the connections in front of you. It might be slowing down enough to watch the snow fall or maybe it is looking at art in a museum or maybe just some giggles on the couch with your family, but regardless of what it is…there is magic in slowing down.

I am a person that believes if I am not dead, than I can do more. I am constantly doing more things. I always have some sort of task to do: read this book, go to this store, do this assignment, and so much more. I get so caught up in what I could be doing. But, by getting caught up in what would be, I miss the magic of what is.

This trip to Ohio has reminded me to get captured by what is. It isn’t about getting everything done (at least not always). On this trip I wanted to read two different books and finish them before I returned. But, every time I picked one up, something better to do came along. Like, an opportunity to chat with my sister or send time with my momma. And towards the end of the trip I realized what was happening…that I was failing at my to-do list…that I was running out of time. But, I decided I couldn’t give up the simple magic. It was too important.

I guess, I am just saying that maybe our priorities aren’t what they used to be. And to remind you that family is always worth it, that beautiful connection is always worth it.

Young Living 101:

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What is Young Living?

Young Living is a company that has been around for over 20 years. They are the leader in the world of essential oils because of their quality products and the wide range of product. But they sell other products beyond essential oils, too! Young Living has a high value for the standard of their products. They want quality over quantity. They have farms across the globe that help ensure their crops are quality. Their standard for product is what sets Young Living apart from the rest of the essential oil companies.

One of my favorite things about Young Living, as a company, is the connection and support given by the distributors. I follow quite a few of them on social media and I have seen just about every single one of them go out of their way to help people. So many of these people’s lives have been benefitted by Young Living’s products and they simply want to help anyone they can. It is truly a community.

I, also, love how open Young Living is about the business. They are not hiding anything. In my past experience with any MLM it has seemed like they are hiding things and trying to trick me into buying their products. Having said that, Young Living is upfront and honest about how their business works and where the money is going (into the distributors pockets! Instead of paying millions for marketing…)

What are Essential Oils?

Essential oils come from a plants flower, stem, bark, or fruit. Essential Oils are the “life blood” of a plant. These oils are kind of like the immune system of the plant– they are esential to the plants health. Basically, Young Living put these plants through a process to extract the oil (distillation). This oil is then used to benefit humans for all different kinds of issues. Within 20 minutes of use, the oil is in every cell of one’s body. Essential oils are often called “mans first medicine.”

How do you use Essential oils?

Essential oils are actually used throughout normal day things: toothpaste, perfume, lotion, etc. The difference between oils, though, is how they are created and their standard of product. The oils in normal products are often made synthetically, so your body processes it like a toxin, losing the oil’s positive effects for your body.

Essential oils can be used in multiple different ways: aromatically, topically, internally. Essential oils are most commonly known for their ability to be diffused in the air. You can use them directly onto your skin or even ingest them. Some people even cook with them!

(Disclaimer: not ALL oils should be applied directly to the skin without being diluted. Some oils need to be diluted with another oil, like coconut oil, and then applied. Also, not ALL oils should be ingested. YL does have a collection called “vitality oils” that have been FDA approved for consumption)

Why do people use essential oils?

There are soooo many reasons that people use essential oils.

  • People use them as nontoxic replacements for fragrances (perfume, candles, etc.)
  • Aromatherapy
  • To make their own beauty products and cleaning products (which is nice because then you know what is actually in your products).
  • For emotional support (through the limbic system).
  • To help different systems in your body: digestive, nervous, muscular, and more!
  • To help eliminate toxins in your body.
  • To promote healthy, breathable air & remove toxins in the air.

How do you get started with essential oils?

Getting started with essential oils is easy! Young Living has made it simple with their Premium Starter Kit. The premium starter kit has, honestly, everything you could need. It comes with 12 oils, a diffuser, and some of YL’s top selling products (other than oils). The beautiful thing about this kit is that it, honestly, has everything you need to begin your journey!

Here is a couple of photos with the starter kit breakdowns…

How oils work for me and why I am into them?

I grew up with a momma that was an essential oil believer. I used oils to sleep better, fight off sickness, and clear up my breathing.

When I moved out of the house, I left those magic bottles at home. After some time, I began missing them + searching for solutions to life problems (sleep issues, car sickness, headaches, etc). I am the type of person that would rather “power through” than take something to ease the pain. But, I realized how unhelpful that was to my life…I intentionally left myself in discomfort. But I didn’t want to fill myself with the chemicals of medicine. So, in search of solutions, I returned to essential oils. But, only the few that I had truly seen positive results from.

After some time, I began exploring the ideas of better ways to nurture my body. As a part of my self-love journey, I wanted to begin to extend intentional kindness to my body. It led me to essential oils, yet again.

I now use essential oils to help support my emotions + to aid in my internal healing process.

I use essential oils to help me with sickness or physical pain.

I use essential oils to help improve the quality of my life: better sleep, clean air, and nontoxic perfume.

As a Young Living distributor, my goal is to spread the incredible power of these oils. I want others to be aware of a nontoxic option to improve their lives. Another goal is to learn more about oils and how to nurture my body more. Not only do I want to teach others, but I want to get oils in people’s hands, because I truly believe they will improve your life. SO! If you have questions about oils/Young Living, are interested in oils, or just want to talk about them…hit me up! I would LOVE to talk more and help you learn!

If you are interested in buying a starter kit (+ have me as your mentor!) you can click this link, buy a starter kit, and become a member! (becoming a member simply means you have a YL account + get a 24% discount on your purchases!).

If you want to follow my journey + learn more with me you can follow my Instagram: @SmellyGalEssentials

D I S C L A I M E R :

Suggestions made on this website are are specific to Young Living and should not be used with any other essential oils. Statements made here have not be evaluated by the FDA. This information and these products are not intended to diagnose, treat, cure, or prevent and disease. Anyone suffering from disease or injury should consult a physician. If you are currently taking medication, please do not stop taking it. We do not take the place of your health care professional. Seek your licensed health care professional about your medications and possible interactions with what you are currently taking.  

A Potential Move

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Christian, the super cute rockstar boyfriend, and I have been talking about Nashville a lot within the last year. The more serious we have gotten as a couple, the more we have talked about where we want to raise a family and where we want to move to next.

Nashville keeps being brought up in both of our lives. For me, it all started over a year ago hearing about an organization that exists in Nashville. When I heard about this organization my heart leaped. It centers around teenage women that need rescuing. From that, I heard about this girl moving from California to Nashville, and followed her journey along the way. I couldn’t get away.

This holiday season I went home to Ohio for a month (more to come soon!!) and Christian came to join for two weeks. With “all this time” on that side of the country, we had to take advantage. (I put quote around “all this time” because we definitely did NOT have a ton of time, even though on paper it seemed like we did).

Despite our long trips, we did not want to take away any time from family time. We began planning a trip to Nashville, Tennessee.

We drove to Nashville early one morning. The drive was magical. There is something special about road trips and open hearts. I am so thankful to have had this drive with my boy. On the drive, our excitement continued to rise to new heights. We tried to talk about what we were looking for in a new hometown. The list was fairly short…

  • People with our style & style inspiration. We wanted to find people that we could fit in with: tattoos + vans. But, we wanted to find people that inspired us in the realm of style.
  • We wanted genuine warmth & friendliness. We wanted to feel warm in the city and friendliness with the people. We did not want the people to be too nice to the point of being fake.
  • We wanted small homey vibes mixed with the risk of a city. We wanted the beautiful vibe of a small-town, but the opportunity of a big city.
  • And the thing we were afraid of was that the city would be too flashy and would be filled with people hiding behind masks.

With our short list, we drove over the hill to see the cityscape of Nashville.

We squealed. Like, legitimately squealed.

We went to this area called The Gulch and got some brunch at a place called Biscuit Love. We were smacked upside the head with the sweetness of the south. A heaping plate of biscuits and gravy, a tall glass of sweet tea, and kindness in the eyes of the people around us. If I am honest, I was hooked from that moment.

After our delicious food, we explored the city. We walked and drove and felt our hearts continue to come alive. We saw the beautiful houses, the shiny lights of downtown, and heard the sounds of the country music. We went downtown, down music row, and explored the hills just outside the city.

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We found our people at a coffee shop called The Frothy Monkey.

After hours of exploring, we went to lunch at a cute little cafe and the headed to our Airbnb.

This Airbnb was THE CUTEST thing I have ever seen. We took a nap. We freshened up. And then we headed back onto the town. Our goal was to go to The Bluebird Cafe, but that was everyone else’s goal, too. The Bluebird is this bar that has reached its height in popularity from the show Nashville, but the cafe got it’s true name from its hidden stage for new songs and it’s safety for the stars. The line was super long and so we didn’t get in, but the history of this cafe as exactly what we were hoping to find in Nashville.

We ended up at a restaurant/bar called The Row. Apparently, this place’s reputation is far less sparkly and cool as The Bluebird Cafe. It was a fairly cheesy place decked out in famous country music starts and a menu filled with BBQ and burgers. We decided to go here because there was supposed to be live music. Unfortunately, we ate dinner in the restaurant and not in the bar with the live music. But, after we finished out food we went to the bar and honestly, were pleasantly surprised. Our hopes were not high about the quality of music, considering how our night was going. But the music was great and seeing the camaraderie between artists, audience, and friends.

The next morning I had the opportunity to meet with my upline at Young Living. We chatted about the business and about making the most of this opportunity. I felt like this coffee date was an incredible representation of what Nashville could offer for us: new opportunities.

We ended the trip with another brunch at a place called Milk & Honey.

We were amazed by the beauty of this city.

It stole our hearts.

I do not know what the future will hold, but I must admit…

Nashville looked good on us.

XO,

M

2019: Marriage, Failing, & Young Living

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Well, today is January 14th…meaning we are two weeks into the new year…but here is my NEW YEAR NEW ME POST! (kidding…sorta)

We all know the gist…the new year comes around and everyone makes a bunch of resolutions that, more often then not, they do not see the fulfillment of. Yet every single year, so many people go through this ceremonial tradition of resolutions. The newest trend seems to be the “word of the year” thing. Instead of creating resolutions, people decide a word for the year and have that to set the tone for the year. For me, I think this process (of both resolutions and a word) is a really wonderful time to reassess your life and become a bit more intentional.

I started working on this blog post weeks ago. The potential of this post made me really think about what I want for 2019. I made a list of of the things that 2019 will hold for me: more connections, more hobbies, graduating college, and so many other things. But the more I have thought about them, the more they seem to have become filtered down to the most important aspects I want in 2019. It is really only three things, but they are good ones!

Marriage.

One of the really big things, for 2019, that is on the agenda plans potential adventures is the topic of marriage. Christian (the very handsome rockstar boyfriend) and I have been dating for over 2 years, and for us that had led us getting quite a bit serious (not an ounce of judgement if you and your partner need longer than that or less than or whatever your relationship choices are). We have begun talking about marriage and what the future looks like for us. We had some very serious conversations over the holidays and we have decided that this is our final year before we get married. (Disclaimer: we do NOT have a date. We are not even engaged, but we are very aware that our time of being unmarried is coming to an end).

I share this because one of the biggest things I want to do this year is really embrace this time before getting married. I want to use this final year of singleness to really get healing, to prepare my heart and life for the process of officially becoming life partners with someone. I want this to be a year of preparing and adventure. (I think I will write more about this later…about the things I want to accomplish, but that will come later).

Failure.

This year the word I chose for the year is Failure.

I know, that sounds so strange, but hang with me!

As a type 1 enneagram (if you have not done this personality test yet…you have to!!) I do everything in my power to avoid being “bad” or to avoid “corruption” or to not fail. Type 1 has an absurd moral standard and only see actions/people as either good or bad. There is no gray. Because of this thinking, I avoid doing a lot of things that I know I won’t be the best at. I avoid doing a lot of things that seem “wrong” because I do not want to become wrong. Because of this, I avoid a lot of life.

In 2019 I do not want to do that anymore. I want to intentionally embrace the failures of life. Failures are inevitable. They are not things that can be avoided. I want to intentionally do things that I feel like I fail at…painting, bowling, or challenges for myself (like my list of books I intended to read over Christmas). I want to accept my failures and know that they are a part of me.

I want to truly know that my failures make me who I am and are just as important as my successes. This word for the year is making me feel more brave and more adventurous…

which leads me to my third (and final) goal for 2019…

Young Living.

Deciding not to fear failure has pushed me to making a big decision…I have decided to become a Young Living distributer. Young Living is a company that sells all natural products, more specifically, essential oils. Essential oils are called the “life blood” of a plant. Basically, it is this oil that is extracted from a plant that is used to support/benefit one’s life. For example, you could use peppermint essential oil to help get rid of your headache. Another example is using the oil called “Peace and Calming” to promote tranquility in your mind, emotions, and life. You use these oils topically, internally, or diffuse them into the air. These oils have changed my life. I have contemplated becoming a distributer for months now, because I really believe in the products. I was scared, though, because I am afraid of what people will think and I am afraid that I won’t sell the products. With the encouragement of embracing failure, plus the extreme desire to make my life more natural and healthy that I am doing it. I will definitely be sharing more later, but for now…you can check out my new Instagram: @SmellyGalEssentials

I am very excited about 2019. I think that this will be a magical year filled with accomplishment and grace.

What do YOU want to accomplish in 2019?

XO,

M

Thank U, Next.

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Thank you to my family for never giving up on me. Thank you for my California friends for loving me beyond convenience. Thank you, home, for the countless hours on the phone. Thank you, California, for shinning your sun upon my darkest nights.

2018 taught me love,
2018 taught my patience,
& how to handle pain.
It turned out amazing.
And for that I'll say
Thank u, Next.

Ready for this next year!

XO,

M

Lessons from this Semester

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This semester was a big one, a few months that changed me forever.

I have learned that maybe I am not as put together and I once thought I was. And maybe that is more okay than being perfectly pieced together.

I have learned that sometimes the closest friend you could ever have is your own skin and bones.

I have learned that the path through change isn’t straight. It isn’t smooth. It cannot be given a time limit. It cannot be controlled.

I have learned that each person is more similar than meets the eye and our differences are things to be celebrated, not reasons for separation.

I have learned that you must be a sponge around those that you love. You have to soak up every moment, passed the point of being full, soak it in until you are dripping in love.

I have learned that it benefits you, in the long run, to trust others. Trusting others brings more magic into your life.

I have learned that conflict isn’t something to turn away from, but to press in to. Conflict isn’t something to try to avoid. It creates bonds that can hold the weight of relationship even in the midst of disagreement.

I have learned, again, that The Lord truly has your best in mind.

I have learned, again, that The Lord never leaves you, even in the darkest moments of abandonment.

I have learned, again, that The Lord will come through. Despite my confident doubt in The Lord’s plan, he came through.

I have learned that life is a process and your goal shouldn’t be destination, but just learning to love the ride.

Hello, Stranger.

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Hi, beautiful readers, it has been some time. Far too long since I have written here. I could give you so many excuses as to where I have been, but that doesn’t seem as entertaining as the truth.

This whole blog process seems like a stranger. It feels foreign, writing my internal thoughts through the repetition of finger taps. I have missed it, tremendously. This was never my intention, to take a break, but life swept me up in it’s chaos.

The last time I wrote, my life was changing. I had the subconscious attitude to hunker down and survive as my life pushed and pulled me here and there. I wanted to show my strength. I wanted to show my ability to overcome. I wanted to show my bravery. So, I just faced it all head on.

Bravery is a beautiful thing, but sometimes it robs you of the power of vulnerability, the power of emotion, the power of mess.

Anyways, my life got flipped upside down and I was just trying to stay afloat in the midst of it. I lost my job. I no longer could see my immediate support system everyday. And I was no longer safe in a bubble of known conservatism. Having grown up in the church, I knew how the conservative side of America like the back of my hand. But, what happens when, in a way, I was pushed out of that safe bubble. Well, I began to discover new perspectives.

I walked, head held high, into a campus crawling with liberals, strangers, and challengers. I was pushed to the edges of what I believe, how I believe and who I am. These strangers that I walked the halls with, have sharpened me and watered me. They have created a new version of me that is more beautiful than the last.

Now, I am not saying that I have given up all my previous beliefs or radically thrown my moral compass out the window (even though I was given plenty of offers to do just that). I am just saying that the juxtaposition of my church-bubble compared to my new, daily, community of students has really made me find my own two feet to stand one. No longer am I accepting of a belief, lifestyle, or behavior simply because others want me to or because it was what I was taught, instead… I am discovering what I think.

The battle of this semester has distracted me from a lot of my hobbies and passions (like this blog). But I am back with a vengeance.

XO,

M

Owning It

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Making friends is weird.

It isn’t easy finding the balance between being truly me and also wanting to make a good impression. It is such a sticky path. It is twisted and complicated. Being in a new school, knowing absolutely no one, makes finding friends not super easy. The whole process of making friends makes me feel like I am back in elementary school and trying to find people to play with on the playground.

Since being in school, I have made one friend. We have a couple classes together and are pursuing the same major. We were basically destined to be friends. Our friendship went from zero to sixty, real fast. I wasn’t even certain we were friends and then we were spilling our guts.

We quickly began talking about the deeper things about life: heartbreak, family drama, life, death, and everything else in-between.

The other day our class got cancelled so we went out to coffee (what a classic college statement to say). We sat down, a pumpkin latte in hand, and the conversation ebbed and flowed. Back and forth. They shared. I shared. It was an extremely rewarding conversation.

It was at coffee that I began to share my story. Up until this point, they had shared more than I had. Up until this point, I was just Maranda. I wasn’t Maranda The Christian, or Maranda The Ex-pastor, or Maranda The blogger, or even Maranda The Sinner. I was just Maranda. When the questions began, all the details flowed. I shared quite a bit. I definitely shared the parts that make me look waaaay less than impressive.

My new friend responded beautifully. They were kind and understanding. But, I walked away and kind of panicked.

I woke up the following day questioning what the heck I did.

I think I was just smacked with the realization that I have left the comfort of the church community. And now I am trying to navigate what I believe, what I want, and where I am going. Now, I don’t have the safety net of the church. Or the comfortability of church. I am just figuring out where my place is.

I was terrified of what my new friends thoughts would be. Did I share too much? Is my story too different? Will I be accepted? Am I enough to be their friend?

I reached out to some of my superhero girl gang & told them I was spazzing. They responded with reminding me to own my story.

My story matters. Period.

It doesn’t matter what I did seven years ago.

It doesn’t matter what I haven’t done.

I have a really beautiful heart that deserves to be trusted, honored, and celebrated.

I deserve to be surrounded by people that remind me that my story is valuable.

It’s so funny, because my new friend was really understanding of my story, but MY insecurity got involved. Owning my story is just another layer, a deeper level, of self love. More acceptance.

So, in this journey of making friends…I’ve decided to become my own friend.

Just like I am accepting of the new people I meet, I will be accepting of my story. I will extend kindness and grace and understanding to myself. I will trust the beauty I bring into friendships. I will celebrate who I am become through every season of my story.

Why does it seem so complicated to accept and befriend oneself. The reality is, you deserve friendship. You deserve respect and honor. You deserve to extend friendship to yourself. So, regardless of your story…own it. Rock it. And don’t doubt the fire within you.

XO,

M