It’s time to TAKE OUR ATTENTION BACK
How many times a day do you pick up your phone? How many of those phone pick-ups were necessary (ie. I need to make a phone call), versus how many were driven by impending boredom and a guaranteed dopamine hit (ie. I want to check Instagram). If these companies can KEEP ME HOOKED, they can sell my attention to advertisers. It’s time to TAKE OUR ATTENTION BACK, sisters.
Nobody Owes Me Clean Streets
I took a thing that was driving me bananas EVERY SINGLE DAY, and I turned it into something that makes me feel lucky as hell AND earns me cold hard cash.
When I was stuck in blame, I felt helpless.
When I turned it around and made it my problem, I found a solution.
Celebrating Brand New Parts of You
In other words, I am consciously and intentionally updating my brain's memory archives. In real time! By breaking this one memory down into a dozen (or more!) mini-memories, and then attaching each of those mini-memories to a feeling, I've stacked the swimming-in-ice-cold-water-IS-PLEASURABLE memories in my favor!
The Most WILD Experience of My Life
It’s hard and scary to meet a BRAND-NEW part of you. My brain shifted away from thinking something was happening TO ME, to wondering if something was happening FOR ME.
How to Stop Objectifying Yourself, and start Experiencing Yourself
Once you learn how to FIND SAFETY INSIDE YOUR OWN BODY, and stop looking for approval outside yourself, then WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE matters far less than WHAT YOU FEEL LIKE. And ironically, the confidence that comes when you LOVE HOW YOU FEEL is just about the MOST BEAUTIFUL THING a woman can ever wear.
My harrowing escape from a fake competition
When I was out on my Sunday hike yesterday, I had this FUNNY THING happen to me, and I thought to myself... I gotta tell my people this story, because they are sooooo gonna get it!
So here goes.
I'm in the White Mountains of New Hampshire right now, WITHOUT MY FAMILY, settling in for a week of writing (book proposal, ya'll!), and couldn't wait to get out on a solo Sunday hike to kick off my week alone.
I had visions of RUNNING up Mount Willard. Like a gazelle. Or a mountain goat. Or maybe a spring chicken.
My Commitment to Being Antiracist.
I am committed to learning and choosing HOW to be a better ally to the BIPOC community. I am committed to learning how to center and empower Black lives from where I stand and from where I am starting. I am committed to learning from, and amplifying voices of Black women who speak at the intersectionality of race and womanhood.
I. Am. Committed.
xo Stasia
Are you BRAVE ENOUGH to suck at something new?
When there's a lesson I gotta learn, I need to hear it, see it, read it, surround myself with it... otherwise I tend to conveniently forget what my "work" is.
When Did Shame Talk Take Root?
Back to school hit me like a ton of bricks! Gals, my daughter (Raisa) started seventh grade this year and it hit me like a ton of bricks!
She body-shamed me, and I'm grateful.
If you've followed me on social media for a while, then you’ve probably heard the story of the woman who body shamed me at my local thrift store.
How to Get Back Up After Falling Down
Last spring I went on a week-long surfing trip to Mexico, and… Wait. I wanna let that half-sentence steep for a second.