Stories are important. I love stories. I love a stories that takes me on a journey. I love stories that are inspiring, of people that have overcome such adversity , have risen above the heartbreak, oppression to shine so brightly that the world can see what is possible.
My story is one of those stories. I write this blog to shine a light on domestic violence in the lgbtqi community. I tell my story so others can see that it is possible to heal and love yourself and shine brighter than ever before ,even though you have been to hell and back. I tell my story so you can deal with the internal shame of being gay, lesbian, transgender, bisexual, queer or intersex, in a world that says you must be straight, or indentify with the body you were born with. All you need is a good man or woman etc etc.
I tell my story so you to can live a life of peace , self love , self compassion, and all good things.
On Saturday I meet someone who works for a well known organisation, they asked me who I worked for and I boldly said I started my own. The Barefoot Warrior. I felt rather vulnerable when I said this as only about 6-10 people read this blog. But I gotta start somewhere right?
My aim is to eventually have refuges for homeless lgbtqi people and low income housing, to give talks all over the world about my story and what is possible when you give yourself the love and attention that you have so lovingly given to others, even if they didn’t really deserve it. My aim is to have workshops on healthy relationships and what they look like.
It’s a huge vision. And to be honest I don’t know how it will come about. When I was living at the backpackers, the weight of responsibility, of this vision was very heavily. I have surrendered to it now. I don’t where or how. I don’t know when . All I know is ,that this is what I am meant to be doing. In my gut I know.
So remember to do something nice for yourself today. May you love yourself so completely you shine.
And remember I love you