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I've been having a dilemma lately. These past several months I've had some beautiful people say lovely things about myself and the work that I do. But my mind hooks onto the one or two people that had something less than kind to say. *sigh* We're really good at being our own worst enemy and looking for proof of our failures... when we should be experts at cheering ourselves on and our first line of defense against outside negativity should be US. I'm still learning to fight for myself unconditionally but I'm getting stronger everyday. 👊
There seriously isn't ever enough time. But imagine how pitiful we'd be if we had all the time in the world. We would forever push things to tomorrow because there would always be a tomorrow. But our reality is that another year, month, day or minute is never guaranteed. So, I'm trying to embrace every moment of my twenties while I have them and to remember to let go of what I cannot control. 🙏
Have you ever looked at a photo of yourself and been unable to relate to the emotion within it. That's me with this right now. Don't get me wrong I still love myself to bits. But that doesn't mean that sometimes I'm not my own enemy. That doesn't mean that I don't still have to call myself out or that I'm an easy person to love. I'm in the mood for a ramble and writing is how I make sense of things so this has just been how I'm feeling today. #selflove
She is mighty and tiny She is soft and fierce She is unstoppable and patient She is feminine and masculine She is fiery and calm She is radiant and brooding She is dapper and elegant She is beautiful and handsome She is strong and fragile She is vulnerable and protective She is athletic and intelligent She is... NOT defined by her pronoun HER -JYN ARRO ___ Happy International Women's Day to the Queen's in my life.
Am I enough? Am I too much? A better question would be Why we ask senseless questions? What exists in human beings That leaves us so doubtful? -Jyn Arro ___ I've been looking at myself under a lens of scrutiny lately and have consistently had to keep snapping myself out of it. Our relationship with our own selves should be the most stable, loving, and healthy... but the fact that that's not true for most of us and treating ourselves kindly is something we tend to start learning to do in adulthood (if ever) says a lot about what we value and devalue as a society. I'm just trying to be better to myself for myself and that's all any of us can do.
I don't know you Your story Your experience Your truth Your life is just that Your own Stop letting strangers Lecture you on A life they will never live -JYN ARRO ___ When I don't know what to say I speak in poetry ♡
🌛 Inspiration 🌜 It's what keeps me motivated and fills me with an excitement that reminds me of my passions and interests. From writing, to visual art, to yoga, to cosmetics, to activism, etc. The point is I've surrounded myself with what inspires me both in the physical world and the digital one. If there is anything in your physical life that tears you down, it is not serving you. If there is anything in your online life that tears you down, it is ALSO not serving you. Cleanse. Heal. Get rid of anyone or anything that you have outgrown. Unfollow, mute, and block anything/anyone that makes doubt your worth. Then seek out and focus on what and who inspires you.
I should know better by now than to think difficult times get any easier... no, they hurt just the same. But what does get easier is holding myself to a human standard rather than a perfect one. It gets easier to allow myself to hit a wall, lie down next to it for as long as I need to, and then, when I'm ready, pick myself up and climb on over. Love is patient. Love is kind. Make sure your loving yourself that way this Valentine and every other day of the year.
I was going to do the #10yearchallenge with this picture but then I realized that there was nothing wrong with what I looked like ten years ago. 10-year-old me was who she was supposed to be at that age: a child. She wasn't meant to look like the womxn I am today, she hadn't lived the years and, actually, she almost decided not to. So instead, I'm going to thank little Jacquie for deciding to wake up everyday for the last 10 years so that I can look back on what I've achieved, the lessons I've learned, the people I've loved, the memories I've made, the laughs that have left me breathless, the tears I've been brave enough to cry and the beautiful souls that have been there to help me rise again and again. Thank you to who I was 10 years ago, I wouldn't be here without you. ❤
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