Hey psychos! As the great philosopher Miley Cyrus recently put it #BitchisBACK!
I’m done boring you with the details of why I ever left, but I have found my voice again, and I am making a promise to myself that it is here to stay!
Over the last 4 months I have been entirely rewiring my life and subsequently, rediscovering who I am.
I moved to LA as a free-spirited and driven, wild firecracker (with a dash of country). While I am constantly outgrowing different versions of myself, a free-spirited and driven, wild firecracker (with a dash of country), is who I will always be at my core.
And you know what?
I FUCKING LOVE IT.
No more “effing,” “ish,” or any other cutesy cuss word subs I’d speak in to hinder the power of my soul. This site is taking a more “R” rated turn, because that’s who I am, and that’s who I want to be.
A grown ass woman.
I don’t know any children reading blogs anyway. They’re too busy trying to live their best lives by staying present and being themselves, as we all should be doing!
I want to help inspire others to remember who they were before society, family and whoever the fuck else got in the way and told them who they should be.
It took me a while to take responsibility for the fact that becoming a mom didn’t make me lose myself.
I made me lose myself. By repeatedly making myself small so I wouldn’t step on anyone else’s toes, or bruise any
male egos. But that left me drained and fucking miserable. I’m reverting to the only thing I know I am an expert on.
I’m constantly asking myself, “what would I want for my daughter if she were in my shoes?” and it’s the greatest question I’ve ever prosed because it’s helped me remember who I am, and learn to love myself a little more each day.
I FUCKING LOVE WHO I AM, so that’s who I am going to be.
My daughter’s birth truly did relight the fire under my ass that was starting to dim after a lifetime of toiling away towards my dreams, and seemingly getting nowhere.
But I now know that’s just a self-limiting mindset I’d taken on.
I’ve actually come quite fucking far from the little girl who grew up on Paloma Lane with her strong, hardworking single-mother, and two oldest siblings.
I can tell I’m on the precipice of greatness, and I am more than ready for it.
My mother was my OG driving force to follow my dreams. When she died, I wanted to set an example for my baby sisters that no matter what happens, you should still follow your dreams. And then, my daughter arrived. My sweet Bubba Chunkz. The final push I needed to fully take control of my life, and completely harness my magick.
Yes, magick, with a “k,” because apparently that’s how you distinguish all things kin to manifesting, living by the moon and other hippie chick shit that speaks to my soul.
I am a fucking goddess. ALL women are.
There will be a lot more talk on here about magick, sex, dating, relationships, self-care, and travel, along with the usual fitness and #momfail posts. And whatever else I deem necessary to share with y’all to help you expand your metaphysical talents while remembering who the fuck you were, before everyone else told you who you should be.
There is a shift in the universe happening, and the women are leading it, so fall in line, or get the fuck out of our way.
We’ve got shit to do.
We’ve been doing it for centuries behind a proverbial curtain like the goddamn wizard of oz, and now our hardwork and warrior stamina is merely becoming more mainstream.
We don’t want this world to repeat its mistakes.
The children are the future and it’s our job to set a good example of positivity, love and light so they can guide the world when their time comes.
I’m no politician, but I obvi have opinions, and in a proactive attempt to make the world a better place for my daughter to grow up in, I’ve been taking a more activist role in my life, so politics are bound to come up every now and then.
I’m on a mission to spread light and love to the world by being my authentic self and sharing dick jokes and happiness.
If I no longer sound like your cup of tea, I probably never was to begin with, and that’s fine with me. I promise I won’t take offense if you write me off. Honestly, at this point in my life, I’d prefer it.
The people I hope to attract are those that have a feeling inside that something is off, but they aren’t sure how to dig through the crud to figure out what it is.
I’d like to help those people.
You can’t help someone who doesn’t want it.
If you’ve made it this far through my big makeover post, I hope you’ll revisit in the future to feed your mind, body and soul.
But buckle up, cuz it’s gonna get FEISTY!
I am woman. Hear me ROAR!