Out of Order


Do you sometimes feel as though you are “Out of Order” and the only thing missing from your chest is a sign with those words? Are you someone who does and does and then does some more until you are so exhausted your body is about to give up on you (after you have already lost your mind)? Maybe, maybe not. But I can totally relate to the thoughts expressed here and just as I am reminding myself so am I reminding you: the best thing you can do for you is to love yourself and to live life authentically … as you! Let’s get started – together 🙂

Sacred Journey

exhausted-woman

I’ve hit a new over-achieving goal. I have never been this exhausted before that even my sleep time is tired of not sleeping. My eyes are filled with heaviness and it takes all of me to keep them open. I was once described as the “energizer bunny.” I now know what a battery feels like when it is drained of power except my emotions are accountable while the battery just dies. I don’t know where the energy in me sipping out of and onto. Life keeps moving every second I am forced to move along the escalator ~ going up and down whenever. I hope this is not permanent. I don’t remember this feeling of pure nothingness along with an achy body. It feels as if every cell has given up on me, not even generating new ones. And, I hear myself and the negative thoughts I hate with a…

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galeweithers

Barbadian mother and lover of laughter; story teller and best-selling author; happy to follow God's lead and to live my mantra: "you've gotta be a rainbow in the lives of others when it rains."

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