So you know I’m deeply into personal development, right? As my body heals, I’m working on healing the rest of me, too. Last year, right before everything hit the fan with my emergency hysterectomy, some things came up for me around my father. Now, let me go back for a minute, since I know there’s new people coming to my blog now who are still getting to know me. First and foremost, I am stre…Read More
For the first time in a long time, today was a good day! I am SO in my feminine energy. I did my hair, and I love it! The outfit I wore was beautiful. (I mean, I looked GOOD, y’all.) My videographer came by so we could shoot some content videos, and it really gave me a boost. I got more flowers, chocolates, and love notes. One of my clients called me, and it was great clowning around with her. I…Read More
I am so tired. I was SO excited to go to the gym today. I told myself I’d take it easy, and I thought (I really, really thought) I did. But without even doing much of anything, I seem to overdo it, and am exhausted again. I can’t even begin to explain how hard it is for me to balance my active brain with my slowly healing body that keeps me from DOING anything. I’m not the kind of per…Read More
I don’t know how to refer to myself anymore. #realtalk: I don’t know my name. Can you imagine? If you’ve been following me for any length of time, you’re probably used to me starting a Facebook live or online event with something like this: “Hi, I’m Dr. Venus Opal Reese—your Millionaire Mentor™.” But I don’t want to call myself “doctor,” anymore. I don’t feel the need to …Read More
In my last post, I talked about how I am done tolerating. (You can read it here.) Remember how I said I won’t f*$# with anyone who doesn’t raise my energetic frequency anymore? I want to share something with you today that takes this concept even further. It’s a poem I’ve loved my whole life. It’s called, “The Invitation,” by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. It doesn't interest me what you do…Read More
Imagine for just a minute what it would look like if we could ALL stop doing sh$t under the auspice of being a “good” person. Think about it: How much do you tolerate? And what does your answer say about you? I can tell you what it’s shown me about myself. I don’t give a f*$# about me. I have been addicted to seeking approval. Comfort. Instead of my own freedom. It showed me how full of sh…Read More
Happy comes home on Monday. #thankgod #lovemypuppy #cantwaittoseehim I worry a little bit about being able to keep up with him while I recover. His energy is off the chain! But everything I do is better with him by my side. Like our trip to San Diego. Happy and I spent so much time at the beach. We walked for miles and miles together. We LOVE walking. San Diego is a walking town—you can literall…Read More
“How are you holding yourself?” Someone asked me that question after the hysterectomy. He said, “I hear how generous and loving you are with how you hold your mom up with respect to how she was and what she did … and it made me wonder, how are you holding yourself?” He was talking about the way I choose to understand Momma, and the things she did to me as a child. (You can read more abou…Read More
I combed my hair today. I know it doesn’t seem like much, but I consider it a small triumph. I mean, my doctor gave me permission to bathe. It’s the little things, right? I am so tired. My energy is super low. I’ve been struggling (hard!) with nausea and vomiting, since the procedure. I have no appetite, and I’m losing weight. But I’m better than yesterday, I think, when I was dealing wi…Read More
The emergency hysterectomy is over. Just like that … they took my uterus out. Gone. #f$ckyoufibroids My body is healing pretty—thank you Jesus. #godisfaithful Really, though, it’s not the healing of the incisions that’s the challenge. Almost all the stitches are on the inside. There are only three on the outside: one in my belly button and one on each side of my belly. One of those two is …Read More