Beautiful Girl, by Christiane Northrup, M.D., is a fabulous picture book for a girl of any age. The reader feels a sense of reverence and respect for her own personal self, while at the same time feeling welcome in community with the feminine. I am grateful to Dr. Northrup for extending her wisdom to a younger set–which ends up being helpful to everyone in between as well.
While not specifying these special gifts, changes and body wonders (which is good–it allows room for those discussions to occur on an individual basis), this book elevates girls without devaluing boys–one of my favorite lines occurs right away: “These special gifts are just for girls! Boys have their own.”
Although I myself do not have daughters, I am one! This book will be appreciated by daughters, sisters, mothers, aunts, grandmothers, female family friends, and any person who has anything to do with raising healthy, happy girls. Which, really, is all of us. Single dads of daughters, go get this book right now!
The book is a treasure to be shared. My copy will be donated to the local elementary school library, and I will use it when I have the annual spring “The Talk” with the fourth-grade girls!
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Messages from Margaret is automatic writing through Gerry Gavin from his guardian angel, Margaret. If you enjoyed Conversations with God by Neale Donald Walsch, you will appreciate this book. If you haven’t read that one, put it on your to-read list, right behind this book!
Margaret has a lot of wisdom to share, and Gerry captures her spunky personality. Each standalone chapter is like a visit over coffee with a wonderful friend–it’s something you look forward to with a light heart and no expectations, and you come away a better person for it.
If you are seeking not only uplifting and positive support for your life as a whole, but also specific steps you can take daily in this direction, you will appreciate this book. If you have even a glimmer of an interest in learning more about automatic writing, give this read a try! No matter how you feel about the method, the ideas are indisputable–and in the end, the message is the thing.
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For a while now I have been mindfully practicing going with the flow, allowing, and not
forcing directing acting like I’m in charge so much. My life, sanity, and peace have improved, I highly recommend it!
I’ve learned that it doesn’t mean I give up responsibility or direction, it means I show up for life and co-create. And there’s more going on here than only what I bring.
Isn’t it interesting how we often come to these turning and learning points in our lives due to a
problem issue discomfort?
Recently I’m struggling again, but in a newish way. What do we do when we are flowing, but we begin to seriously question if we can continue in the direction that we are flowing with? When we realize our vessel in this metaphorical river has changed from a favored canoe into an emergency life raft?
Maybe the company we work with is shifting their priorities. Perhaps the organization we volunteer for is changing their focus. Could be a friend is becoming an energy vampire. I’m talking about after we’ve signed on for committees, task forces, and leadership roles to help with the big picture, and we find the direction remains unaffected.
Discomfort makes us take a closer look at ourselves, and reevaluate. Maybe I make a difference on a level I am unaware of, and the best thing I can do is carry on and go with the flow. Could be that I’m meant to expand at this time, and the best thing I can do is to flow in a new direction. How are we to know which way the flow goes?
What if the best thing we can do in these situations is surrender? I thought I had, as I shared at the beginning of this post–but I am learning that there is another layer to this flow thing.
And about direction, there is no incorrect choice. In fact, I am not being asked to even make a choice. I visualize an open-hearted Me that surrenders to each day–moment even–with great love, inviting possibilities. I think I’ll even call her Flo.