Our mission at The Bodacious You
is to empower you
to take charge of your life, write your own story,
and dance to the beat of your own drum.
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Our mission at THE BODACIOUS YOU
is to inspire & empower you to take charge of your life, design the life you want,
and dance to the beat of your own drum.
Ready to explore? Take a look around.
WELCOME! GLAD TO HAVE YOU HERE
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It’s not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
~ Marianne Williamson
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine as children do.
It’s not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own lights shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
~ Marianne Williamson
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Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You forget to participate in the exchange that is essential to life…to take in life, allowing it to go through and move through you, giving your cells energy and purifying you — in exchange, you release the things that are not needed …
Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You forget to participate in the exchange that is essential to life…to take in life, allowing it to go …
Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You forget to participate in the exchange that is essential to life…to take in life, allowing it to go …
Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You …
Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You forget to participate in the exchange that is essential to life…to take in life, allowing it to go …
Trust the process. Breathe! Life sometimes gets overwhelming…maybe more than sometimes…and you forget to breathe. You forget to participate in the exchange that is essential to life…to take in life, allowing it to go …
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One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought I found peace I stopped dreaming I stopped hoping …
One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought …
One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought …
One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried …
One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought …
One day, I got tired of dreaming I got tired of hoping So I took my dreams to the forest where things never fly I buried my dreams beneath the tree where things never grew wings where they sit and die For a while I thought …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not a poet I don’t know what I am but I am not a poet. Or am I? Does it matter? What matters? The words. More than labels, the words matter. Do …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not a poet I don’t know what I am but I am not a poet. Or am I? Does it matter? What matters? The words. …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not a poet I don’t know what I am but I am not a poet. Or am I? Does it matter? What matters? The words. …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not a poet I don’t know what I am but I am not a poet. Or am I? Does it matter? What matters? The words. …
One day, I found myself pen in hand, paper by my bedside, writing, yet another poem. But…this was not the plan I am not a poet I don’t know what I am but I am not a poet. Or am I? Does it matter? What matters? The words. …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million little pieces Sometimes, you can gather the pieces to create something new Other times, the pieces can not be put together They become like dust Only to exist somewhere far away beyond …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million little pieces Sometimes, you can gather the pieces to create something new Other times, the pieces …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million little pieces Sometimes, you can gather the pieces to create something new Other times, the pieces …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million little pieces Sometimes, you can gather the pieces to create something new Other times, the pieces …
This life is fragile One moment here Next moment gone Just like a glass One moment whole Next moment, shattered into a million little pieces Sometimes, you can gather the pieces to create something new Other times, the pieces …
