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dr. jen berman, “couples therapy”
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i think this is so cute and a funny little gag gift.
i throw dinner parties and “girls nights in” for my friends all the time, and this would be a super cute conversation piece. these wine handbags can be purchased at a website called firebox.com, and comes in cabernet sauvignon, chardonnay, and rose, and check out the description:
i LOVE this. so cute.
that is all. as you were…i’m needed elsewhere.
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i refer to myself, my friends, and women i find particularly fabulous as goddesses.
some people do not understand this.
i recently experienced a situation where i realized i had gradually become part of a negative culture, by participating in the collective judgment of a particular person. now don’t get me wrong, 99.9% of the freeworld would agree this person was guilty of some pretty foul behavior, but judgment is not a positive trait, and i was wrong for engaging. here is where it gets interesting – since everyone around me was judging this person, i got so comfortable in this space. i would say whatever was on my mind, and we would all go on and on.
and one day, out of the clear blue sky, everyone who participated in the judgments attacked ME for judging the person WE all judged together! lol…cray right??? (that is why our words are so powerful…what we put out there always comes back to us…) i apologized for expressing my opinion in the way i did, but not for my opinion about his behavior. we are not robots and we do not have to love everything everyone does just because they are our friend, child, lover, husband, wife, mother, father, cousin, neighbor, etc., but there is a loving and positive way to express those feelings.
ultimately, after i was attacked by every single member of this group (who, of course, neglected to acknowledge their role in the situation) i decided that it was in the best interest of my spirit not to communicate with any of these people ever again. i blocked all communication, and went back to doing everything i could to have a life of peace and happiness and be the best mother, lover, friend, and daughter possible.
some of them didn’t understand this. one went as far as to leave a message on my voicemail (sidenote: when you block people on the iPhone they can still leave voicemail messages – they show up in a folder under your deleted messages called “blocked messages” #pearl) saying “…what kind of goddess behaves like this?” part of me wanted to respond with a NASTY text that would have simultaneously reduced her to tears, sent her running to the nearest therapist’s couch, and burned the eyebrows off of her face.
however, because i really am a goddess, i wooooosssaaaahhhhed, decided to remain at peace and not to engage.
sike…just plain #lightandlove :-)
but it occurred to me that there are people who wonder why i think i am a goddess…so let me explain.