I celebrate 🎈

 I celebrate the woman in me....I shout, I scream, I ask questions, I seek answers, I have doubts, I pull myself up.....and I celebrate the woman in me. 

The pains and aches in my body.....the PMS, to perimenopause...... to menopause, something is always at a pause.

The Sacred Pause....Its happening.

I have moods and they swing.

From healing the chakras, exploring the different parts in me and the people around me to regressing my wounds,to healing the inner child, giving up a lot, but not giving up on myself. 

Why healing? Why not? 

Cutting the cords, stitching the torn, going back to the womb, the journey is intense.... but the wounded soul is the best healer.

From Marital status to what's app status.....

 "pyaar mein kabhi kabhi aisa bhi ho jata hai'.

The scars are the stars.

 I healed....and I heal.

 I'm precious. 

What rings a bell? 

Shame...blame????

There is one special soul Reetika ays, Gargi, go, touch the stars! And I defend my right to do so.

I gave myself it all.I give myself it all!!