Healing Journey

When I say I’m healing, I mean

I am UNLEARNING the things I’ve learned from wounded people

I am healing years of limiting beliefs

I am healing anxiety and depression

I am healing negative thought patterns

I am healing my gut and my liver

I am healing my relationship with myself

I am healing past relationship trauma

I am detoxing massive amounts of toxins from my body

I am healing from the 20+years of social programming

I am healing ancestral trauma

I am rewiring and reframing my entire life into how I want it to be, not what anyone else tells me it should be or can be because what I’ve been told is just a reflection of what those people CHOSE to believe, that has nothing to do with me

Once you give yourself permission to let go of what you’ve always thought to be “truth”, you’re then able…

View original post 272 more words

My inner old lady…

JustJenny

Tonight I was stood in the chippy, minding my own business (for once), when I could feel to the left of me, someone staring at me.

Actually, staring was an understatement.

So I turned and looked and there with absolutely zero fucks and even less shame, was a chap old enough to be my Grandad, eyeing me up.

Was I dolled up like I was yesterday, in a frock as my Dad would comment & a bit of lippy.. no, I was looking like I’d just crawled out of bed a la scrubber styleeee.

“Want to come and have a butty with me?” Grandad quipped, “I’ll tell the wife to set another at the table love!”

Either I look like I need fattening up (which my hips, if they could speak would say, absolutely not fatty) or I’d just been hit on. I laughed, the chippy guys laughed and I…

View original post 355 more words

Pain of Life

It Took Chemo To Slow Me Down

Leave The Light On

I have wanted to write. So many ideas have flittered through my head. I desperately try to hold onto the thoughts, so many I believe to be a great blog post. Unfortunately these thoughts come while driving to or from somewhere, in the middle of a project, wherever that is not near my computer to hash out immediately through the keys. So many thoughts lost to my sieve of a short term memory. My memory has never been super spectacular but since chemo brain has started my short term memory has not been great. I have this towering fear envelope me whenever I get a good idea, the fear of losing that thought. It feels like trying to catch a butterfly with a net. Sometimes I get lucky and snare the thought and sometimes it flitters off, maybe to be seen again and maybe not.

There were no grand ideas…

View original post 821 more words

Free fall.

Citizen of the World

April 22nd 2019, between Moscow and Tokyo.

Okay, it’s blogging time. After a recovery period (quitting my job, leaving my apartment, etc.) and a solo trip-test to Cambodia, I finally took that one way ticket: Paris-Tokyo, Monday April 22nd, 380 EUR, let’s get started.

This is not a diary, neither a travel newsletter. It’s a connection between you and me. A virtual connection but I truly believe it can get deeper than a physical one…

After finding myself deep down in a hole, I decided that I wanted to rebuild myself out of the World I was conditioned to be living in. I want to build a better version of myself, out of my current comfort zone and through experience that I truly want to live.