You hold the key πŸ—

We often look to other people and things to make us happy… but we ultimately hold the key. 

How often have you thought a project or new purchase was going to turn your life around and make you ‘happier’ only to realise after some time has passed you still feel the S A M E way. 

We seek happiness in other people’s validation. Waving our desperate hands frantically hoping that we’ll be seen, noticed, loved. It’s all great when they do and give us one big hi 5 and pat on the back but what if they D O N ‘T?

Will your mood drop? Confidence suffer? Plans change?… I am a super emotional person and everything I feel is to the extreme. I’m really working on reigning it in though (and I haft got better) because it really is a force that takes me on some unstable rides at times. I was so affected by outside forces that I could experience several moods in a scarily short space of time. Ridiculous! + Exhuausting! Not to mention hard for my husband. I got fed up with M Y S E L F! I was annoying M Y S E L F and despised MY N E E D I N E S S . I knew I had to source my happiness and emotional stability from the person that would never leave me hanging or pining… M E. 

Because if what I write about everyday is true. SELF LOVE is the best love. I am ENOUGH is a factual statement to be taken seriously, not a whimsical tag line or half baked slogan. We need to B E L I E V E it. 

New ‘material’ things have a buzz that wears off. Friends get busy sometimes. Bosses will look you over in favour of someone else. Lovers fall out of love. So we have to learn that when it falls back to the default setting of ME, MYSELF and I … and it will over and over again, we need to find that key to our ultimate unconditional happiness that’s is locked away in our core fuelled by God’s love and we need to unleash it on ourselves until we are drowning in it and don’t even want to be 

S A V E D. 
Happy Thursday …As always V 😘

Throw your own party!

Sick of feeling left out? Tired of being snubbed? Fed up of forcing your way in???
Well at one stage I felt like that. I had a rough time with it in 2015. Between friendships and family I felt quite isolated. BUT one day I was like R E A L L Y! I had to remind myself who I was. The no prisoner taking, confident, out going woman who had already gone through the fire, the storm and the flood πŸ™‹πŸΎ so how on earth was I sat here thinking about being ‘ left out’. I had to kick my own self in the butt, shake off all negative vibes and start changing my thinking. 
I began to realise it was ok! That I was more of a solo black panther, than a lion in a pack, more of a Diana Ross and less of ‘the supremes’ me one was 

E N O U G H! 
So as any writer does.. I self soothed on words and this is now my mantra…
“If they don’t invite you to the party.. throw your own!” πŸ’ƒπŸ½
Be your own promoter, flyer and venue! Be your own friend, love yourself, talk to your reflection, love your reflection, do things you love without apology, wear what you like.. Dang shave your head if you want! 😜
It’s ok if your company is not required and it’s not always a ‘snub’ sometimes you’re being ‘saved’ BOOMπŸ‘ŠπŸΎπŸ”₯

You weren’t supposed to make it!

You weren’t supposed to make it. It wasn’t supposed to work out. 
They sat, popcorn in hand waiting for your demise to play out. 
Smirks were the order of the day as you began building, trying, growing. 
Your fall was met with eye rolls, never concern. Only happiness as you seemed to be stuck, going NOWHERE. 
Your business flopped, your marriage flopped, your walk with God flopped, your career never even got off the ground. 

You looked in the mirror and began to realise that you were still the same person, that though you were slightly bruised and dented you were more than fit for purpose. Though their negative vibes and voices could still be tangibly felt and heard you decided to name yourself SUCCESS. You dared to take God at his word. You dared to turn your dreams into reality. You dared to parade yourself and your talents across life’s catwalk and you did it well. ‘They’ stand corrected. Not by choice but by force. You were not going to have it anyway other way. You my darling are SUCCESS and you are going ALL THE WAY.
Love ya! …V 😘

It’s ok… it’s real.Β 

As women the pressure to be gorgeous, amazing Mary Poppins home makers, perfectly calm mothers and fabulous sexy wives is driving many to depression and despair hiding behind make up and a smile when sometimes they just want to say ‘HELP’!!! πŸ™‹πŸ½

How are you friends ask? “I’m fine”, is your reply. But inside you’re screaming. πŸ€¦πŸΎβ€β™€οΈπŸ€¦πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™€οΈ. After the birth of my third child, I actually thought I was losing it. I was stood doing washing one afternoon and next minute I was on the floor… hubby had to run over scoop me up and lay me on the sofa. I was not making much sense- but translated- I was simply saying. I CAN’T DO THIS πŸ˜“. But I got through because I let my inner pain be known. I had to step back, take my foot off the gas and remind myself I’m only human. Superwomen need days off too. Staying happy and sane is more important than making a lasagne from scratch. 

Well here’s V with your quick reminder. HELP IS NOT A DIRTY WORD! USE IT MAMA! ❀️ #MaternalMHMatters #womenshealth

Your flow …

Sometimes we’re sure and sometimes we’re not. We’re only human after all. Striking a confident pose one minute, then self consciously checking our reflection moments later. Doubting ourselves, our worth, our progress. 

If only I was this, if only I had that. Forgetting to be grateful remembering that you are already ‘great’ and ‘full’. Ask yourself what you need, you may be stumped after a few suggestions but ask yourself what you want and you may need a moment as you fill page after page with your fleshy list of desires. 

I couldn’t have kids.. then I could. I’ve been married… then divorced… I was building my own business…then I gave it up. Life is constantly evolving and changing. Go with the flow… No! Go with YOUR flow and be careful what you wish for, especially if you want it for the wrong reasons. God may just allow it to teach you a life lesson. They often hurt by the way…

V 😘