, I’ve missed you!I’m back from a brief hiatus in which a family member passed away and my husband gained a new hip. Skipping a pic on this one – it’s not pretty – but it is done, and there is a beauty to that.
Along the way, I discovered potent alchemy from some of my favorite women to share with you.
My jaw dropped about five minutes into my first teleclass with Anna Kunnecke. Hearing her voice was like listening to myself, but a me who knew a heck of a lot more than I did in areas in areas that needed expert Queen Sweeping. Pouring myself into her courses has been one of the most powerful choices I’ve made.
In honor of my newest page on The Alchemist’s Heart , I am posting Anna’s Valentine’s Day thought provoking article on loving yourself deliciously 🙂 Enjoy!
Valentine’s Day is better now that I’m single
Nothing’s worse than a bad Valentine’s Day. The cheap heart-shaped chocolates, the red polyester negligee…and the eager expectation of what’s going to happen next. We’ve all been there.
So if you’re single, breathe a sigh of relief with me. It’s so fantastic to be single on Valentine’s Day!
Right? Riiiight???
I hear a lot of silent blinking. Let’s back up, because if you’re single you’re used to wading through an unbelievable amount of psychobabble bullshit.
On the one hand, we’re all regaled with stories of how the perfect mate will drop out of the sky ‘as soon as you stop looking for it and you’re fine on your own.’ On the other hand, we’re told to make room in our lives for someone else; to leave room in our bed, to dress like we could meet our soulmate at any moment, and to stay ‘open.’ In other words: damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
This is irritating to be sure, but I’ll take this conundrum any day over some of the disastrous Valentine’s Days I’ve lived through. Let’s see, there was the episode of the grocery store roses still in the plastic wrapping; the romantic dinner I cooked…then cleaned up by myself; and the drugstore necklace with the price tag still on it. (Note: no exes were harmed in the making of this article. Naturally, those are purely hypothetical examples.)
I’m single now: exceedingly, gloriously single. I’m a single parent, I’m not interested in dating, and there hasn’t been any romantic or sexual love in my life for many years. I am well and truly safe from the scourge of the scratchy skanky lingerie.
This piece was originally published in The Huffington Post. To read the rest and find out how to make yourself swoon, single or not, click here! Sneak peek: I’m hands-down the best lover I’ve ever had.
Prepare to fall in love with Tamerlane on Top Talent Thursday! I have been joyfully anticipating posting this today. Blessings to Colleen Raine for sharing this authentic story of Alchemy in Action. Love, C
“Tamerlane came into our lives when we needed her most. She was broken and we were lost. A kind woman told me during a particularly bad academic year for my daughter that she needed something in her life that had nothing to do with school or academics. She needed success on her own terms. And so she chose horses and fell in love with a beautiful bay mare Tamerlane, a champion show jumper that had been injured and pretty much left in her stable to recover.
A show jumper with a broken knee is not worth anything, financially speaking, so days went by without any intervention until my daughter Jasmin found her. Jasmin was thirteen at the time and continued to ask around until she found a grown up to tell her how to fix Tamerlane. And so, the rehabilitation began. Jasmin spent weeks and months massaging her knee, working with her and walking her slowly and then finally she was able to ride on her back. Jasmin restored Tamerlane’s knee and Tamerlane restored Jasmin¹s faith and courage. Tamerlane restored Jasmin’s soul.
