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Be kind

Tell me about your pain
Is it surrounded by blame and shame?
How deep does it go,
do you let it show?

Are you choosing to hide,
all that resonates inside.
The smile covers all, you think?
But the tears roll with every blink.

Can you lay yourself bare,
absorb the piercing stares.
Yes they did you wrong,
you were right my dear, all along.

So what happens next?
Has karma gone full circle yet?
Can you break away from what you've known?
Or let winds of change to blow?

Pull it back.
Stop the victim pact.
Break away, be strong,
leave the bullshit where it belongs.

Follow the path light,
look, it can get better and bright.
Break the chains that held you numb,
fuck them, go where you belong!

Call the angels near,
let their blessings surface and appear.
Remember who you are,
stop running away so far.

Sit in your mind,
demand yourself to be kind.
Let love show you the way,
no regrets, to yourself you must stay.

Dissolve the crippling dark,
finally embrace your art.
There is another way,
let hope guide you, tomorrow is another day.
Copyright© 2020 Natalie Alexander, All rights reserved


I love listening to podcasts and hearing personal journeys of inspirational women I adore.

Listening to Fearne Cotton chat all things personal with Jada Pinkett Smith and Elizabeth Gilbert was beautiful. There is something so comforting, experiencing a woman's heart in its pure strength of vulnerability.

A few things jumped out at me.

The first was Jada chatting about motherhood and the letting go process. This reigns true for me. I love my son. Being born in the year of the tiger, of course it is, anyone touches my pup your days are numbered. Being mum and dad to him, this protective energy worked in my favour. Strength of character propelled me forward when both my parents suddenly died, I divorced, set up my business, managed my grief and our lives within a 5 month timeline. I was 30. Fuck. So young on reflection. Sheer strength, love and determination carried me through.

The biggest realisation during that time was my attachment. Having lost everything I loved so quickly, I grasped tightly onto my son, yet I knew I had to loosen the grip if he was to experience freedom. My love for him inspired me to do it. A dominant mother casts a long shadow. No thanks. Not in my lifetime. 

I spent years letting go. Each day, little by little. Showing myself deep compassion, acceptance and self love on the journey, I died to my ego. Died to myself. Let go of events that were not in my control. Found acceptance. Gained peace.

The second was listening to Elizabeth chat about hitting rock bottom and being on her knees. So heartwarming and oh boy I certainly know how that feels. Sometimes there needs to be cushions on the floor, it helps when the falls just keep coming. Yet when we sit and have open communication, there is a realisation that we all have a similar story. We are not alone. A story of the phoenix rising from the ashes.

Hearing her speak about the sacred job of women over the years, protecting what is vulnerable, sacred, rare and beautiful. Guardians of the fragile. Yes!

We are all sacred, vulnerable and very powerful. It's what makes us human. There can be no other way when we live in love. It is to be celebrated. Protected. Kept alive.

If you are reading this and can relate to it, please know you've got this. You are strong. Sacred. Doing your best and you are not alone. There is an army of warriors out there. Protecting the vulnerable and all that is pure. Did I mention these warriors are women? Think about it. The love of your mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, niece, has helped formed who you are today.

Thank you ladies.


We rise by lifting others.

Living in grace


grace /ɡreɪs/


bring honour or credit to (someone or something) by one's attendance or participation.


I recently found myself thinking about the word grace and what it means to me. At this stage those close to me are glad they are not within my vicinity - my brain loves to ask why about, I suppose everything. Solitary confinement needed. Let my brain unfold. I adore my friends who appreciate my expressive mind. Please let it always be that way.

Creative moments offer grace. I guess you could call it a holistic approach, highlighting how we are participating in this thing called life, aka authentic living. Who knows. Enlightened moments are always welcomed. In my world it's a sure thing.

So, the big question. Can we live in grace?

Damn right. And we can do it our way. Break the chains of how it's meant to be. Allow life to reflect our soul. Be who we are. Live it well.

To do this we need to drop the superficial bullshit. Take off the mask of illusion. Release the whining pretension to goodness. Let life be a reflection of our truth not lies. Eradicate those secrets. Plastic fantastic is desperate and drastic. Can this picture get any clearer? Don't get me wrong, if this is how any of us want to live then who am I to say otherwise? It's all personal choice. I don't see real happiness being a reward here. Maybe happiness is not on the list?

Going deeper. Take a moment to think about what your life is reflecting back to you right now? Do you like it? If it's a yes then keep doing what you're doing. If it's a no, change what you're doing. No one can do this for you. You know yourself better than anyone else.

Deepest depths. What we do, not what we say is what matters. Lip service is the easy option - anyone can do it. How we show up reveals who we really are and that is mirrored back to us by what is happening in our life. Reality check. Are we loving those choices? Or has a resting bitch face just manifested? Close that mouth dear, we are not catching flies.

Living in grace is what our thoughts, emotions and physical body will exude. Compassion. Elegance. Beauty. Divinity. Pass a halo please. The most sparkly one, of course. Place it firmly on that crown chakra. Assume a muladhara mudra and chant a couple of om's. Voila! There you have it.

Stay in love. Light. Grace. Be honourable to your life and all your choices. Show up to the world with integrity.


 Beauty without depth is just decoration

Natalie Alexander

"Freedom is a state of mind"