Will Leah @ 40 or Leah @ 45 be upset that I didn’t make marriage and motherhood more of a priority now? I don’t know. But I can’t build my life today on future regrets that I might not even have.
With each day, it’s a beautiful experience to truly KNOW in my bones that MY BODY is a divine instrument that is WORTHY to be nourished, moved, and loved.
I can say now that 2014 was my year to discover New York, and 2015 was my year to find and grow with my tribe.
I had this blog post up for awhile about my transition into New York, but then this little self-doubt gremlin told me to take it down over the summer. (NOTE: If your favorite SoulFlakes posts are now missing, you can blame it on her NOT me!) I was thinking, “People are probably tired of hearing…
At the end of the day, we really don’t need a co-signer. We just need to be the first partaker in our dreams, goals, and action plans.
Daring to use optimism as a shield against fear, heartbreak, anxiety, and disappointments can be downright insane. Propelling optimism into crucial confrontations is like bringing glitter and sprinkles to a gun fight. Why are people like me still allowed to run rampant in the world?
I’m learning that using anyone else’s yardstick to measure my life is a surefire way to short circuit my joy and minimize my victories.
Opportunities will come and go, but we always have to keep the possibility of who we are and what we are committed to alive…
Leaving your mama’s house, earning a degree, or knowing how to make a dollar do not automatically equip you with the skills to adult. To adult well takes YEARS of practice.
I was already equipped with a deluxe, two-floor, Super Target with an unlimited RED card and here I was lusting after someone else’s dusty leftovers in a broke-down bodega.
Having people treat me like a wounded, helpless five-year-old is the perfect condition for my iron to get rusty in the shed. My life only gets better when I am challenged to sharpen my iron with people who call me to aim higher, stand taller, and BE BETTER.
One of the jobs that I enjoyed the most before I became an entrepreneur was working as a book editor for a small publishing company in Northern Virginia. What I appreciated most during my five years in that position was that my former boss had an uncanny knack for placing the right author with the…