...It's always a lovely day when I go to Lulu's
When the treatment is over, I cannot move my body without sheer mental and physical force.
I want to sleep afterwards.
Osteopath in a few weeks. These are my two main indulgences, and charity shopping : ()
They are my moments of complete relaxation for healing and bliss. They are necessary for my well-being - as is spending lots of time in nature, meditating, salt baths, sufficient rest, sufficient exercise, eating good organic vegetarian food, creating things, caring for plants and animals, (some people) and my home, dressing well, good skin and hair care, drinking lots of filtered water, not drinking alcohol often, and being around people with great vibes. Invest in yourself.
It will be the best investment you ever make.
I had met a girlfriend for elevensies and we always both have so much to talk about. We love to hang out, and when we depart, we both feel stronger and happier. Team Aries - Good positive firey energy. Friends like this make your world a brighter place.
From cafe to Lulu's. Lulu's place. An oasis of calm and peace in a world that runs too fast.
Her treatment bed is heated. Her room is quiet and peaceful. Her builders next-door were mousey quiet for the duration of my 75 mins (she had had 'a word' with them just prior : ) She had probably told them this:
"My next client is due. She's a badass bitch. She is hyper-sensitive, quite fragile and the noise of hydraulic drills might ensue a nervous breakdown. She doesn't need another one. That's not even the worst case scenario. The noise might cause her to 'see to you'...and that won't be pretty. She is small and slight, but do not be fooled. If you deign to argue with her, she will cut you down to size. She often carries some sort of weapon and she's not afraid to use it. She has a no tolerance BS, a badass temper and if you get on the wrong side of her.....well, I'd not altogether advise this : )
....Oh and by the way, she has a dark side that is so f***** pitch.....and she can throw your bad attitude back at you like confetti"
Joking apart. I expect that she asked them to lay off the drilling for her next, very sensitive, 75min client.
She had tried to reach me to give me the option of cancelling, because of the hydraulic drills at work in the adjoining terrace.
She said, "You're a hard lady to get hold of".
I said, "Yes, I've heard that before (laughing)".
This is the thing. It's nothing divisive, to be difficult to reach. I literally forget to pack my phone (somedays), I literally get caught up in other things...like making sure my eyeliner is perfectly winged : } ..... Like.....Life. Like walking poochy, and not needing my phone....and also from putting it on charge and forgetting about it.
On the other hand, I can be divisively unreachable to unrecognisable numbers. I don't ever purposely ignore calls. I like chatting, I like calls from my friends and family.
I spoke to a friend, who I had not heard from for a very long time...accidentally (G-d works in mysterious ways) and it seemed like no time had passed at all. We both like to chat and we have nimble minds that can switch up subjects very easily. We reconnect and seem to be on the same page. We often laugh at the same things, she laughs when I use the c-word and f-word, very casually. With your real friends you can use whatever language you have, and they get you. It's priceless.
So three of my favourite girlies and me this week...catching up, talking life, the universe and being generally cool bitches.
I come from the school of thought that women should support each other and to not ever dis another girl, even if they are a bit air-headed or when you do not click. That is wrong on all levels.
For women to get anywhere in life, they need their bitches. Girl team. A-Team.
Women need women more than they need men.
F>A>C>T>
Why do I say this with so much conviction? Because of this:
When I have needed a hand, who has reached to me?
A woman.
When I have been down on my luck who has put a smile back on my face?
A woman.
When I have been so very tired and broken, who has offered me a bandaid or a bed?
A woman.
When I have been hungry (having forgotten to eat, or avoiding food) ?
A woman.
When I have been emotionally battered and bruised, who has tried to fix me?
A woman.
Who has forgiven me when I acted like a f****** nightmare-car-crash?
A woman.
When I have lost my way in the dark, who has given me a torch?
A woman
Who has hugged me when my tears would not stop?
A woman.
Who has had the ability to make me laugh long and hard until I am crying?
A woman.
Who has encouraged me, when I have not wanted to go on?
A woman.
Who has dressed up, showed up, been there - even though it may have been inconvenient?
A woman.
Who has called me beautiful and inspiring, when I have felt like a hideous nobody or a complete waste of atoms?
A woman.
Who make the world a more beautiful place to be?
Women.
All of those anonymous women have been and are my friends and family.
All of those women are also me.
Women rock.
Do not argue, you will lose.
Do not even have the notion to contradict. I will cut out your tongue before you start.
There are a few rare men, who are 'honorary women'.
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