IF I JUST HAD....

IF I JUST HAD....

*via email*
Something is missing in my life. My life runs at 70% and I think that if i just had better clothes, more money a better job or lost a bit of weight, i'd feel good about where i am for my age. then i could meet someone and then i can get everything else going. people always tell me my life is great and that i'm so lucky to live where i do, but i'm not buying it. i'm not depressed, but i want more then what i have right now and i don't think i'll be happy until i get it.

What is missing in my life? How do I get 'it'?


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DOES SEXTING CROSS THE LINE?

DOES SEXTING CROSS THE LINE?

*via email*
I'm 34, and in a serious relationship with a wonderful man whom I love and who adores me. We've been living together for just over a year and all is well, but I can admit that the bedroom activity has been dull.

Five months ago, I ran into an old flame while at the gym, and I was instantly flush with the sexual, sensual, aggressive, sexysexy goddess energy that I hadn't felt in a long time. He is still super cute, and also involved, so I didn't think it was a big deal to exchange phone numbers. Since then, we have been flirting by email and "sexting". I've seriously considered arranging a 'fling' with my new friend - nothing emotional, just sex. Is that possible?
I would die if my man did this to me and if he found out, he'd leave me without question.


If i'm not married, can I get away with it?
Does sexting count as cheating?


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HE'S GREAT BUT...

HE'S GREAT BUT...


*via Twitter*

i was told that the first man we love is our dad and we either go for guys who are just like him or the opposite. is that true? i ask because i'm dating this guy (4 months now) and he's wonderful, he's there for me and all that god stuff, BUT,he likes his beer and when he drinks, he DRINKS. Sometimes I'll get a drunk dial which is cute, but other times he will call and be all 'where are you? i heard you were talking to so and so, i'm coming over." Screaming and not making a lot of sense.

I like him, but it makes me kinda nervous because my brothers drink, my dad drinks, and my uncles and grandfathers drink too. i've seen them fight with my aunties and their girlfriends and its so much drama. i like him, but i don't want all that, i'm only 17.

How can I tell him his drinking makes me nervous?
Will I always go for guys like this?


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HOPE FOR JAPAN

HOPE FOR JAPAN


"it was all good just a week ago..."

My brain has still not fully processed the events of the past few days. Seeing our fellow human beings go through unspeakable, unnatural suffering is too much to digest. I've had trouble putting the words down to even write about last week's nightmare, which is strange considering there is so much to say.

It's said that when you live to be a certain age, you start to fully experience life's joys and sorrows. Personally, I can recall the real-time unfolding of recent history's BIG moments; bright green missles flying over Kuwait in the Gulf War, the slow motion tumble of two towers on a sunny morning in September, an agonizing five day wait for rescue after Hurricane Katrina, the unspeakable shock of seeing a family washed away in the "Boxing Day Tsunami", uprisings in Iran and Egypt, a flattened Haiti, a resilient Chile, and now the land of the rising sun has been called on to show their strength and grace once more.

Where is there great loss, there is great good. In these seemingly dark days we need to make a concerted effort to realize GOOD does happen every day. If we see that, we risk become apathetic. Even in a mind numbing disaster like we have in Japan, there are tales of heroism, community, togetherness and loved ones reuniting. Events of this scale command a new respect for our Mother Nature and stress the importance of that common thread that weaves through each of our 6.5 billion relatives. How many more times does our world literally need to be rocked before we grab that thread and hang on like our lives depend on it? As we trudge on and upwards into the 21st century, take stock of the big events that moved you and extract the message from that mess as best you can. Good things happen everyday. Remind yourself, remind another, then grab that thread and hang on.



INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY

INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY


Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is a woman.

A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.

Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.


Imagine a woman who trusts and respects herself.

A woman who listens to her needs and desires.

Who meets them with tenderness and grace.


Imagine a woman who acknowledges the past's influence on the present.

A woman who has walked through her past.

Who has healed into the present.


Imagine a woman who authors her own life.

A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.

Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and wisest voice.


Imagine a woman who names her own gods.

A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.

Who designs a personal spirituality to inform her daily life.


Imagine a woman in love with her own body.

A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.

Who celebrates its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.


Imagine a woman who honors the body of the Goddess in her changing body.

A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.

Who refuses to use her life-energy disguising the changes in her body and life.


Imagine a woman who values the women in her life.

A woman who sits in circles of women.

Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.


Imagine yourself as this woman.


~Patricia Reilly


Submissions for ...but i love me more: The Book.

Submissions for ...but i love me more: The Book.

To celebrate the 100th International Women’s Day, it seemed right to put out the call to my wonderful friends, readers and mentors, whose stories have always encouraged me.

“…but i love me more” (the book) will be a collection of non-fiction personal essays which detail intimate experiences of overcoming life’s obstacles and living to tell the tale. If your ‘past pain has propelled your future progress’ then we want to share your story. This is a wonderful opportunity to show your strength in order to encourage others who may be in a similar situation right now.

· If you are interested in contributing (or know someone who should share her story) please send it by APRIL 15th to: butilovememore@gmail.com. Include your essay in the body of the email and as an attachment with the subject line of But I Love Me More - Book.

· Submissions should be over 500 words.

· If you care to use an alias(s) we respect and will comply with that.

· All ages are welcome (those over 50, we really want to hear your wisdom!)


Use your humor, sincerity and natural story-telling style to share your experience. Some ideas to consider.

· explain the biggest challenge/life changing moment in your life to date.

· describe your headspace when you were in the midst of it.

· who supported you?

· who/what inspired you? (people, books, music, places, food)

· when did you decide “I’ve had enough” and how did you move forward?

· describe in detail the action you took and what results you saw.

· how did it make you better? what was the lesson?

· what advice can you share with the woman who is in that same situation right now?


Continue to check this site and the Facebook Fan Page for updates.

Thank you SO much for all of your support and I look forward to reading your incredible stories.


~Nova

DECIDE TO COMMIT

DECIDE TO COMMIT


The final step to 'loving yourself more' is action and sewn inside that magic word is 'commitment'. Saying yes is the easy part. Sticking to 'it' when its not fun anymore, a wee bit tougher. We are told to commit no MATTER what, that its mind over MATTER, hey, what's the MATTER? The matter is the sludge that distracts us, the voice of the evil twin on our shoulder, the tap tap tap of distraction doubt and drama.

When you do decide, seeing the completed result in your mind and pushpushpush until the moment of completion, you truly realize what your grey MATTER can achieve regardless of anything else. The final congratulations, the freedom that comes through focus, the relief of beating the 'block' and the win over the initial fears all begins with the decision to commit. When those tap tap taps get tap tap tapping (like they always do) take a breath, remember the outcome you want, shake off the imaginary fear and decide to commit once more.

Take in this gorgeous poem of inspiration to assist in welcoming the spring season of commitment.

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Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back;

always, ineffectiveness concerning all acts of initiative (and creation).

There is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:

that the moment one definitely commits oneself,then Providence moves too.

All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred.

A whole stream of events issues from the decision,

raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance

which no one could have dreamed would have come their way.

Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.

Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.

Begin it now.

~Goethe