Why am I not good enough for you to love me?
This belief turned me into an insecure, hardened, desperate, pathetic, shell of a woman living her masculine.
I repeated it everywhere, all the time.
I knew I was born to help people like a bird knows it’s born to fly. I would give up the most precious part of me to try and get a tiny whiff of self worth.
I begged for love. I was a perfectionist who took everything personal. I was so blocked everywhere.
Once I made the decision to soften, to feel, to face what my brain was telling me would kill me… my entire life changed.
There is a fire in me so strong and my soul feels like infinite, pure, sexual, honey love.
I turn myself on. I love me.
Little Lani was so hurt and believed that she wasn’t loved because she wasn’t good enough. When I leaned in to that, I transformed it.
I declared that pain was not my truth.
I get to awaken this Divine Goddess in you by just BEING. I heal women by knowing I’m good enough!
How fucking beautiful is that.