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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: April 2013
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Friday, April 5, 2013. The push and pull the high the low. The way things go. when you know and understand. I feel it inside and I know how my highs will fall. I know this all because I know. Me and I understand. I sometimes wish I could stop the train from moving. Wish I had some conductors instructions. Wish God told me how to drive. How to maneuver through this thing. This life. so I understand everything. I feel the equilibrium in my body mildly go awry. I've learned somethings require more of me.
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: She Chose Me.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2014. To love her. to nurture her. to give her life. Through my life, through my body. My little flower, my precious Daisy baby. To guide her through. This thing called "living". On this side of the life. My pretty Jasmine baby. You were planted in my dreams. At that moment you and God watched. Waited and select me. I still can't believed. You both chose me. The sweet anticipation of things. Our connection like a hum in a drum. A special type of rhythm. You chose me to be your vessel.
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: April 2014
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Tuesday, April 15, 2014. To love her. to nurture her. to give her life. Through my life, through my body. My little flower, my precious Daisy baby. To guide her through. This thing called "living". On this side of the life. My pretty Jasmine baby. You were planted in my dreams. At that moment you and God watched. Waited and select me. I still can't believed. You both chose me. The sweet anticipation of things. Our connection like a hum in a drum. A special type of rhythm. You chose me to be your vessel.
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: August 2013
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Wednesday, August 21, 2013. Today I’ve been seeking knowledge as I always do when I’m feeling a certain kind of way, and as I read the various blogs and books I couldn’t help but notice a running theme that has woven its way throughout today's words from the universe… mirror. Message spoke towards the fact that the world, my life, and my relationships are nothing more than the reflection of me - a reflection of you. The. So my beautiful babes I ask you this; what is your commitment to self? It makes me s...
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: December 2012
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Saturday, December 1, 2012. Know that it’s real. Don’t wanna think about it. Don’t wanna dream about it. But all day the memories. That’s how I know. The kiss can’t be imaginary. The way he slides his hands up my thighs. And brushes his lips against mine. The way he held my hand. Here’s no way. This could be a. No effin way this is pretend. No land of make believe or. The otherside is here. The otherside is right now. Or at least it was last night. I just eased into sleep. Will it happen again? But every...
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: Life.
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Wednesday, August 21, 2013. Today I’ve been seeking knowledge as I always do when I’m feeling a certain kind of way, and as I read the various blogs and books I couldn’t help but notice a running theme that has woven its way throughout today's words from the universe… mirror. Message spoke towards the fact that the world, my life, and my relationships are nothing more than the reflection of me - a reflection of you. The. So my beautiful babes I ask you this; what is your commitment to self? There was an ...
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: December 2013
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Monday, December 30, 2013. It’s the gift of love, the truth of spirit the confidence in all there is. It is sweet surrender. It’s the light that shines without shades or blocking. The rays that sink into skin, soul, heart, and our deepest callings. It’s the way of being that when first called to earth we knew. A baby’s sweet breath the feeling of fresh spring mornings dew. I cannot describe it and to be honest I’m not quite sure what came over me. It’s the one true test. It is with him…. I think its just...
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: January 2013
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013. Miss “two-snaps” is finally writing once again! A month or so ago I down loaded an app to my iPhone and iPad called “ Unstuck. 8221; when in actuality that’s the opposite of what we should be doing. The level of success achieved is just that, a level of success. The climb and celebration should only be a display of how good you are and that you can in fact do anything you want to. Love and Blessings,. Friday, January 18, 2013. A You on You. Stuff gets really real. Watch your st...
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: October 2012
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Monday, October 22, 2012. Whole in the Soul. 8220;Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over; it became a butterfly.”. That aching feeling of wanting to do better, knowing you can do better, feeling you can do better. but for whatever reason not being able to do better. For the past few days I’ve been grappling with intense feelings of fear, insecurities, and a lack luster level of confidence. I know on the surface I may come across as. Sometimes I hear it in a whisper "your not worthy of all of.
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Buttaflibabee | Confessions of a Reformed Fatgirl: October 2013
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Wednesday, October 23, 2013. As I got back into the bed I noticed how cold I was and instantly how warm I became as I eased into my comfy bed with all it's blankets. That’s when God spoke! God simply said do you really want to be like this? Is this really who you are? Aren’t I blessed to have a warm bed to climb into? Aren’t I blessed to have peaceful sleep free of critters and crawlies and others pushing for position in my bed? Love and Blessings,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). So why the butterfly? I thi...
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