How to be what this world REALLY needs

These are things I feel are so important we recognise; about how we can change the energy of being frustrated or feel hopeless for not (yet) getting the recognition in life we feel we’d so want, need or deserve.

When we face these feelings, when we feel like giving up because things just aren’t going anywhere - THAT is when we have a true chance to find, and truly connect with, our TRUE value. And our value is our HEART.

If we don’t face challenges, if we get what and where we want “too easily”, we tend to SO (so so so) easily become consumed by our ego. Our ego is the part of us that does not like challenge. That does not like things not going our way. That does not want to be questioned. Our ego wants fame and fortune, and it wants it now. Our ego is also VERY easily flattered (and this is true for all of us) - and when flattered, quite quick to inflate. And when our ego gets flattered, when our ego gets stroked and grows big, we so very easily lose our way. What we do, who we are, becomes motivated by our ego, instead of rooted in our heart.

And how we root ourselves in our heart, is through challenges. Through test of faith. Through trying times. Because these are the times that only passion and dedication COMING FROM THE HEART, will get us through. These are the times when we have the chance to establish a TRUE bond to the motivation of what we do. A bond we will not forget or lose as easily when the flattering times finally come. And THIS is how we become what the world truly needs.

We live in a world dominated by ego; a world now at the brink of ruin. Because ego wants others to fall, in order to rise itself. But the heart knows so much better. The heart knows that the more we give, the more there is. The heart inspires, the heart supports, the heart takes care of each other - ALL of each other. Not only the ones who will get us somewhere. 

So if you’re aching to give up, knowing that you simply can’t - it’s because you know the world needs what your heart has to offer. So please, keep at it. You are SO important, and you are NOT alone.


Love love love,

Carolina

What happens when she farts?

We have to be that one thing.
That one sort of woman.
That seductive but innocent, shy but funny, stay-at-home but out-going, naturally smooth, gorgeous and careless, supportive but independent, and definitely not too emotional female.

But what happens when a woman stops being all of that.
When she's lying on the couch, dirty and smelly, in knee pouched sweatpants.
What happens when she farts and laughs about it. And that fart actually smells.
What happens when she yells at you because once again you've hurt her so deeply by not being there emotionally for her.
What happens when she makes funny faces, like actually ugly funny faces. (What happens when she's funnier than you?)
What happens when she's got hair in places she "didn't" when you met.
When she doesn't feel like being the sexy seductress that you thought she'd never stop being.

What happens when she cries a lot.
Or when she's sad a lot.
Or when she's lost in her life.
In herself.
In what matters.
What happens when she starts expecting things from you.
What happens when she's not all you thought she would be, but more.
More of that heavy stuff.
More of that ugly.
That sad.
That confused.
That emotional.
That demanding.

You think she's not who you thought she was. You think you don't know WHO she is.
Neither does she.
She thinks all of this is shameful. That all of this is wrong. That all of this are things she is not supposed to be.
But the truth is, she IS all of that. She is every single bit of what you see. ALL of what you see IS what makes her Her.

All.
Of.
It.

But we don't know that; you don't know that, and she doesn't know that. Because we are all taught that THAT is not what a woman is supposed to be.



XO,

C

How can we trust men?

How can we trust men, when men are the ones we're taught to be afraid of.
How can we feel safe with men, when we are taught that no other being on this earth will hurt us intentionally - except for men.
How can we trust men, when men tell us we should not trust men. How can we believe men, when we are taught that we can't.
How can we even trust that one, when men tell us to at least not trust the one who says he should be trusted.

How can we not?

How can we live with men at ease, when we are taught that we need to stay cautious around men.
How can we feel good around men, when men are the ones telling us we're never good enough.
How can we rise next to men, when men tell us we are incapable. How can we break boundaries, when men keep building them.
How can we respect men, when men don't respect us?

How can we not?

How can we feel free to speak, when men tell us to shut up. How can we be quiet, when men are taking the liberty to speak for us. How can we not feel gagged, when men are putting words in our mouth.
How can we feel free, when men want us chained. 

How can we not?

How can we love men, after centuries and centuries of suppression, violation, manipulation and neglect. 
How can we approach men, with so much unwillingness to hear us.
How can we ever come close to men, with so much distortion to truly see us.

How can we not?

How can we not feel anger for all the oppression and greed?
How can we not feel resentment for all the unfairness and abuse?
How can we not feel desperation over how deep it lies buried and how high the walls reach?
How can we not feel hopeless?
How can we not feel helpless?
How can we not be screaming, when you refuse to hear us?

How is it, that we need to work so hard for our voice, when but a whisper from you is what determines the truth?

How is it, that we are not equal to you?
How is it, that we are not respected by you?

How can we not?



Love love love,

the Woman in me