For Those of Us That Need Some Self-Care Today

Being strong is not something that was always clear to me, it is something that I learned along the way, in moments where I had no other option.

I remember when everything seemed to fall apart. The expectations I had for life were not met and the people I trusted the most disappointed me. It was there that I understood that I couldn’t depend on others to feel complete or safe. I learned that true strength is born when you face loneliness, and instead of feeling weak, you decide to turn that loneliness into your ally.

Life taught me that pain is not an enemy. He taught me that crying does not make you less strong, on the contrary, it gives you the ability to feel deeply and heal. In every tear lies a lesson, a reminder that, after the storm, calm always comes.

Being strong is not about keeping quiet about what hurts you, it is about speaking firmly about your fears and accepting them. It’s not about pretending that everything is fine, it’s about accepting that there are bad days, but not letting those days define you.

I have learned that it is not about not falling, but about how you get up. And you don’t always do it immediately, sometimes it takes time, but the important thing is not to stay on the ground. I have fallen many times, I have stumbled over my own mistakes and the difficulties that life has put in front of me, but each time I have gotten up more confident in who I am.

Being strong is understanding that self-love is the basis of everything. You can’t expect others to fill the gaps that only you can fill. I learned to be my best friend, to be kind to myself on my worst days, and to celebrate every little achievement, because it’s those moments that remind me how much I’ve grown.

What taught me to be strong was life itself, with all its imperfections and challenges. And although I still have a lot to learn, I know that as long as I maintain that inner strength, I can handle anything that comes.

Keep Following Life’s Journey

I woke up this morning crying from dreams filled with happy and not so happy memories. From being about 6 or 7 years old playing hockey and working on cars with my dad, birthday March 25, 1934, who crossed on April 1, 1970 very suddenly to my familiar/emotional support/companion dogs Princess Starbabie, 11 years 11 1/2 months old, dying in my arms February 21, 2024 and Drama Queen Cleopatra JAWS, 15 years 5 weeks, going into eternal sleep April 1, 2024. All these dates within 6 weeks and spanning 54 years caught up with me. I am very sad and in a lot of physical pain between a Fibromyalgia flare, arthritis, and my right knee injury I’m not having a good day so far at as all so this and the Daily and Birthday Horoscopes Traits posts will be the only ones today. If I start feeling better emotionally and mentally later I will do the rest of the regular daily posts. The positive happening is Crystal Moon is trying her hardest to make “mom” feel better. I am grateful to have her in our lives. She is training for emotional and physical balance support. She has become for the day we got her to show she is my familiar and loves being present in any circle I work magick in, sitting very quietly unless I ask her to add her beautiful energy to a spell. I do not look at her as a replacement for Star or Cleo but as a gift from them to help and guide as they had. I see some of each of them in her attitude and mannerisms.