After 2016, my personal year of "7" and major health improvements, and quiet introspection. I did a lotta that! Can one read too much non-fiction? I healed myself inside and out. Lost some body parts and gained some knowledge and wisdom. It's been 9 years since the last man I loved died. I was able to let him go and finally find peace in my heart.
I have a new lease on life for 2017! I am in a personal year of "8" and it feels outstanding! My Mo Jo seems to be working. I'm going through some fun Rockabilly phase right now and totally digging it. It's like boys be trying to get me like crazy this month so far. One shift in my heart somehow turned on my love light again.
My mind is clear, my body feels new. I feel power in my softness. I am grounded, focused and maybe it's beginning to show on the outside this year. My weight-loss success is helping my confidence too.
I'm happy to be alive and full of joy. After a long romantic hiatus, I am grateful for this moment and the possibility of sharing all of this love, joy and happiness with someone intimately this year. 9 years is a long time to never passionately kiss a yummy mans sexy lips. I miss that most of all.
