Who is the goddess inside of me? Is she strong, intellectual, sensual, nuturing? Is she all of that? How could I forget? Did I forget, or have I chosen to ignore her because the pressure to be like her all of the time is just too much?

It’s like if I’m not “goddess-like” all of the time, then I’ve failed. Which is ridiculous. Why do I put so much pressure on myself?

It’s time to start noticing her again – acknowledging the little glimpses I get of her throughout the day.

Today, it was getting home early after a long week of being sick and feeling tired, and slipping into my soft, comfy pj top and warm tracksuit pants to sit quietly with my laptop while I caught up with things on facebook and 43T. Quiet time. My goddess-part likes the quiet. A lot.