It’s never been about anything but us and our accountability to see the truth through the mixed messages of society and our accountability to attach more wisely to what matters or use better what helps us and let go of what doesn’t.
It has never been social media that is the issue, it is out intentions and how we use and treat others on it. We must follow people that inspire us and motive us. Engage with experts or people we can learn from. Create genuine and empowering relationships from it. We have to be the change we wish to see. We must actively stop mindlessly scrolling, complaining, hating and engaging in negativity. The world offline in life and online in life on social media gives us beauty and pain. The greatest lesson we will ever learn is that it is all a gift too.
We are the ones who build our walls and we must hold no doubt we have the capacity to tear them down too. If we are ever going to survive, we are all going to have to stop pointing the finger and become accountable for the chaos we make online and offline in all of life. We have to collect the moments, people and things that inspire us rather than break us and hold them close to us. We must see through our blinkers made of society’s messages and open our hearts. And for those days when the sun doesn’t rise or rises slowly and your days are dark. Please reach into your core and remember the warmth. Remind yourself the light will return again.
We all so often guard ourself from the sadness, not realising that we ourselves are closed off from happiness the world is trying to show or give us. Stay open. It is how the light gets in and the stars and moon shine even in the darkest blackest of nights. Stay open and love harder.
@nude_yogagirl has been a big inspiration to so many. She has educated the world on views of nudity and helped many people find their way back home to themselves and a reconnection to their bodies and to see art and not an agenda in nudity. I fell in love with @nude_yogagirl in 2015. She changed my life. I know the shame of telling people I tried to commit suicide. I know the pain of losing a child and nobody understanding and many of us unable to connect as we have no voice for pain or shame. When I first became a mother, I had lost an unborn child a year earlier. It was heart-breaking and also confusing. I know the darkness and loneliness of feeling that nobody was there for me, not even myself at first. But it was this state of utter darkness that set me on the path to light – leading me to yoga. I found through my own healing journey and inspirational lights like @nude_yogagirl who gave me courage to share me. Self-love is the understanding that thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be decreased either in quality or in brightness. Love never decreases by being shared. Yoga teaches us to observe without judgement or expectation by grounding ourselves in the moment. It’s something I’ve been working on for a while! It’s helped me to go from constantly comparing myself with others, and getting caught up in my own and society’s expectations, to finding a place where I don’t need anything else to change – I just need to be. This means I’m not distracted by elusive results or unrealistic expectations, labels of society, but instead free to enjoy the unfolding of the present. To be free is to simply be – no judgement, no expectation, no attachment. Just the beauty of being. You see we are each other I am whatever label someone gives me and I am whatever label I give me. I am also a part of life, I am a part of this world and I am a part of you. Whatever you see in me, or I see in you, is a reflection of our own individual consciousness. Naked women are not porn only porn that is just simply a label because humans feel uncomfortable with the unknown so we like to box each other. However our true nature is freedom what @nude_yogagirl is teaching it is about being fully devoted to your soul and madly living its desires with love, kindness and compassion – if only for a moment. It’s about leaning into not knowing. It’s about letting the joy back in. Sensuality is a heightened sense of physical awareness that can connect us to the primal nature of being. As the natural expression and experience of passion, sensuality links with our memory and activates those associations we have made around feelings of lust and sex. Although they are intimately linked, sex and sensuality are not one and the same. Sexuality can exist without sensuality, but then it is simply based on the physiological responses of the human body. While this can still be experienced as a pleasure, it is a more animalistic urge. This attitude is prevalent in, for example, the porn industry. When sexuality ends up being divorced from sensuality in this way, it’s no wonder so many of us end up feeling uncomfortable about, and ashamed of, our sexual instincts. Sensuality is a way of being. Whenever I move with sensuality, I re-build a connection to my soul and the core of who I am, through my body. Moving in this way helps me recognize and undo all the conditioning that threatens to box me in. To be someone who is comfortable in their own body is one of the greatest experiences I’ll ever know. Society has sexualised the human body to a confusing extent. For instance, in recent years, some social media platforms have at last officially amended their censorship policies to allow uncensored childbirth-related images. This is amazing news – but it still begs the question of what’s wrong with showing women with exposed nipples in other situations? Nipples create lives, but society has twisted the truth so beautifully that we think we damage lives by showing them! Our conditioning means it can be difficult as a woman to feel nude is normal, that a naked body is the most natural thing that exists. At some point we need to realise that society’s so-called truths don’t all make sense… We need to call out hypocrisy where we find it, while remaining open to new possibilities.Sensuality means being open and receptive to all that is around us – and that kind of openness means being prepared to be vulnerable. It means being willing to engage with the world in the knowledge that life can make us or break us with a touch, sound, feel, taste or look. Real beauty blooms from the essence of our being, just like a lotus flower rising from darkness and mud. Out of the mud of your fears, struggles, pain and confusion, the lotus flower of your inner heart will spontaneously blossom. You cannot grow lotus flowers in marble. You have to grow them in the mud. Without being sensual, vulnerable and knowing suffering, you have no way to learn how to be understanding, compassionate and beautiful. We need more people like @nude_yogagirl and we need her messages, powerful ones that encourage mutual support. We need messages that help change the perception that women encourage jealousy or envy. We need to flood the world with women supporting women and humans supporting humans.
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It’s scary writing this book, sharing my story to be judged and misinterpreted. But people will judge you no matter if you try to do everything possibly you could for approval and society approved life or don’t. The only way to live a life of wholeness is by following your heart, soul and spirit. In the process as we journey through life we must continue connecting with like minded souls; and at the same time let go of those that have different versions of truth to do their thing. When I went out in Copenhagen nobody knew who I was, nobody recognised the girl on IG as @openheartscanunite and lined up to dance with me or talk to me. I was just a nameless human doing her thing and that is who I have always been followers or not. I am not some perfect human who’s got it all together. I am just a girl doing her best sharing with you all. I wish I was someone magic but Im the girl nobody recognises in reality and hides from attention, who is sitting on the floor because she fell over her own feet laughing at her own sensitive, crazy, shy, goofy ridiculousness. Along my journey I realised my abuse that I accrued did not stop me loving those that hurt me. It stopped me loving myself. I have personally learnt to stop checking on those that have hurt me, dont like me, wished had loved me, those that upset me and am learning to let them go in peace so I can shift my focus to healing and what makes me whole and the things still to come. And this is done every day for there is always someone or something that triggers me. Please remember our whole life is love. Listen to your heart, make courageous decisions that show you trust in the bigger picture this is the perfect moment to become all of you and I’ll be waiting to meet you. We are all fucked up, hurt and make mistakes but be grateful for all and surrender to the path of new possibilities ask yourself if I love and accept and respect myself who would I be in this situation?….. Then most importantly choose it and take action to become!
Stop waiting, dreaming and making regrets, The first part of love and change is to call out the bullshit and the second part is creating your own worth.
Everyday in my life I try to be the best I can be often feeling like I have a long way to go. Anxiety is written all in these words. So I decided to write this to address the elephant in the room for so many of us. The internal turmoil, the anxiety, the depression, the feelings of strugglesville.
We are all so different, yet we are all human and so similar it becomes so confusing because no box or label can draw the line to make it clearly understandable.
I am a perfectionist deep down and underneath that is anxiety. My thought process works in extremes. For example if someone seems unhappy I wonder what I did wrong and how I can fix it. My first thought is how did I fail for them. I have worked a lot over the years to take deep breaths after similar thoughts to bring space to the attachment of everything evolves around me failing.
We humans are so complex, weird, interesting, beautiful and strange creatures. We are all so different, yet we are all human and so similar it becomes so confusing because no box or label can draw the line to make it clearly understandable. Trying to understand another, how they feel, react will never be the same as yourself or someone else. Trying to connect and communicate could mean something entirely different to another. This makes life terrifying and exhausting for me. If I get in a misalignment with someone it fuels my anxiety. My thoughts tend to think that everything is my fault. Reading this sounds crazy to someone who does not have anxiety, because that isn’t how we are taught that people function. A more reasonable response by text book would be figure out a solution and don’t dwell.
So why do I talk about anxiety and depression? Because this is what drove me deep into my depression and blackness. However, accepting it and working on myself to help me to manage it made me realise that I am not alone and I would do anything to help others feel the same in their silent suffering. So what do I really want others to know about anxiety or depression….Firstly it is not and never will be personal.
It is such a strange thing to say but if people are acting weird or say things that do not quiet make sense, usually it can be that they are anxious. If they are having trouble eating, looking uncomfortable in a social situation it is probably anxiety at work. If someone is extra exhausted from stress, a problem or an argument it is probably anxiety. Most people do not realise how paralysing, exhausting and confusing anxiety and depression is. It also is not a choice, while anyone suffering can learn to cope better there will be days that to breathe is difficult. It becomes natural to fixate on something unnecessary or irrelevant.
When you have anxiety or depression it is not your own voice anymore going right from wrong. It is like wearing beer googles and trying to journey through life every thing a little less centred and less clear and defined. A tiny problem or situation can become overwhelming and big. When someone gets angry it feels like they hate you. There is no grey areas for someone who is suffering with anxiety or depression there is just black and white.
However hearing words of kindness and compassion when one struggles can change so much. I cannot ever speak the exact feelings for anyone who has suffered with anxiety or depression but what I want most as a human that has suffered is people to see and recognise me and in turn recognise others who have suffered. To be a little more loving and compassionate. To hold a little more space for those that are unsure, get stuck, feel lost or look uncomfortable, even when it seems easy or natural or irrelevant.
I write this because anxiety and depression are more common then we think or care to admit. I want the world to understand even though many of us are smiling on the surface and doing our best many are suffering. However, also living with anxiety and depression is possible without suffering so much. It is not weird or unusual to have experienced, experience or in the future experience anxiety or depression.
I want many things to change in the world but most importantly I would love the world to have more compassion, kindness and better understanding how anxiety or depression presents itself in the world and also that if you are one suffering like I have been, there are better tomorrows. There are more beautiful days to come. You are not weird or alone. You are in fact beautiful, worthy, enough and awesome even if you do not feel it.
If you know someone suffering or simply turn to the person next to you who knows they could be suffering, please give them a hi 5 say you rock because sometimes a little joy and love is all we all need whether we suffer or not to pull us out of our thoughts