June

June full moon/strawberry moon is tonight!!

It’s supposed to be tonight, I can’t see it from where I am (darn this cirry!!) but I hope one or all of you are catching a better view than mine.

Uh and fun fact, it is also called hoe moon (google it), something to do with harvest and not what you were thinking, gutter brain.

The point of this is, if you believe in this stuff, take out your pen and journal. Set intentions. Ask for things. Start something new.

As always, I am deeply sorry for not being here as often as I want to. The real reason I haven’t written is that I feel that I lost sight of the vision. The thing that this blog was initially intended to achieve. That is, to be a space where vulnerability is expected and is encouraged, from myself and from anyone that chooses to engage in the comments or privately.

I have said this to a few people who’ve asked, ‘when’s the next post?’. That every time I think of writing here, I now feel like I am over-sharing and I am just not about that right now.

Recently, I went to a thing that my mum was hosting. A really small, intimate gathering of women that are raising kids as single moms and I was mostly just sitting there, trying to be as small and as invisible as possible. And I was listening to her speak and watching (and sometimes recording) her really be in her element. She is a great speaker btw!

And at one point while she was sharing a personal experience, I thought, wow!! she’s saying a lot — too much, actually. Basically, I thought she over-shared. And maybe she did. So I said I would point it out to her later privately as ‘constructive criticism’.

Anyway, as soon as she was done, two other ladies shared similar experiences they had with their own kids. This then led to a very intimate moment where others gave opinions or asked questions and everyone just really got into it. When other people shared, I realized, that the women in that room were choosing to be open and vulnerable to each other with no shame or guilt, at that moment. And that the engagement for this particular group of people would have remained at surface level and not had the opportunity to go deeper if she hadn’t chosen to be vulnerable.

I promise you, that moment was a truly genuinely beautiful moment that I was glad to have experienced too.

Safe to say, I no longer feel the need to call out people for feeling safe enough to share themselves with others, especially if it is their story to tell.

Here’s to letting ourselves be seen.