I Tell Myself Stories: The Need for Validation.
What child is afraid of swing sets? This child was, that’s who. I was afraid of the swings, I was afraid of the Big Slide, I didn’t venture into the “deep end” until I was seven years old. I stayed the fck away from the monkey bars, and I sure as hell wouldn’t play...
On Becoming Real: One Woman’s (Not-So-Conventional) Journey To Motherhood
When it comes to bliss, there’s no one-size-fits-all formula: we’re all looking to find our bliss in some way, shape or form. Enter Venice Beach based life coach and yoga teacher, Mary Beth LaRue. A sought-after yoga pro in the Venice area, Mary Beth is also the...
A Brief List Of Things To Apologize For.
You do not need to apologize for who you are. You do not need to apologize for: Your hair. Your clothes. Your makeup Or none. Your reserve Or none. You do not need to apologize for your ideas, Or your dreams Or the way you see potential when others refuse to look...
A Love Letter To The Inclusive Woman.
The woman who walks through life with open arms. The one who laughs the loudest, focuses the feelings, who looks you in the eye like you’re the only one that matters. You know her. She’s the steady rock on the shaky ground. She’s the shaky hand with...
Reframing Regret.
Up until about a week ago, I used to say that I didn’t believe in Regret. Regret is a useless emotion, I’d scoff when people would ask me What’s my One Biggest Regret or the One Thing I Wish I Could Do Over. You can’t do anything about the past, I’d say, feeling all...
