Blessed & Curvy

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Then why must I feel as a woman that I am not beautiful unless I apply a mask I have perfect cheekbones My lips are full Yet society has placed a stigma on women to wear makeup to appear beautiful Now I have no problem if on a special occasion I want to apply some makeup But it shouldn't be required that before I leave my house I am not complete if I don't If I don't draw on my eye brows doesn't mean I have to try on a pair of sunglasses I have beautiful eyes I have to contour, apply concealer, primer, foundation, eye shadow, lipstick and more? So why am I ranting? Did you watch the VMA's on television ? Alicia Keys a beautiful African American singer, wife and mother walked the red carpet with no makeup Twitter went up in flames because as a celebrity she is an example for all to follow She must wear make up! I had to go back to her first album to see she never wore a lot of makeup Why must she be...

Greetings Everyone, I have asked Dr. Angela Clack to be my guest blogger this week and she has written a awesome piece. I want this to go viral. Share it because you never know who you might help. Workplace Induced Trauma: A Critical Need for Making Health Your Priority “I feel I didn’t know who to turn to. “ “I can’t trust anyone on my job.” “I fear I’m going to be fired any day now.” “Why won’t anyone help me?!?.” “I get sick on Sunday evenings thinking about going to work Monday morning.” “I dread the drive to work. I can barely get out of bed.”   Although my practice only represents a small percentage of women who may seek emotional support for vocational stress, of the women that have been seen in my office for job stress,   a disproportionate number have been women of African American and Hispanic descent.   The clinical presentation and self-report are strikingly similar: fatigue, poor sleep, anger, anxiety, panic attacks, depression, headaches, cryi...

It's been a minute and I wanted to see what others thought about this subject Loving yourself? Seems like common sense but I find that when you get caught up with work, taking care of the family, and others sometimes the last person you take care of is yourself. When my Mother was living in her final years I was able to see her at any time because I was self employed. We would go shopping, out to eat, and just be around each other. When she died I felt lost because who was I going to take care of. It was in the months following her death that there were women in the church who called to check on me, take me to lunch and even the spa. It was during this time that I needed to be nurtured.  I was loved on to the point that I broke through and loved myself. This year makes ten years of my Mother's passing and I find myself feeling lost Though I have many accomplishments under my belt there was something missing Recently I was faced with adversity and my self esteem ...