7 tips and tricks how to raise simple objects to power objects

“I’m not your power object!” My power girl dog didn’t want to pose. She’s right; no girl should be an object of any kind…

“I’m not your power object!” My power girl dog didn’t want to pose. She’s right; no girl should be an object of any kind…

How do we stay happy during the day?

From exercise over healthy nutrition, alternative medicine to mindset exercises like reframing negative situations to their positive lessons there are many beautiful options. Here’s to playfully transforming mundane objects into power objects.

In the bigger picture

We become warrioresses of our own stories, heroines conquering our mind. We give meaning to and discover beauty in the mundane. Like using a mantra we focus on the gifts and talents we have and enjoy our possessions.

Like I inspire my friends with my smile; today it will inspire me.

Or, I’m walking to my Mini Cooper NOT thinking that I’d rather have a jeep infiltrator but thanking the little dude for being so cute and having served me so well for three years.

7 tips and tricks on the practical level how to make simple objects our sidekicks

It’s a bunch of baby steps and tricks to stay healthy, on top, motivated; happy.

One of them is POWER OBJECTS.

Power objects come in many shapes and forms and often it’s the meaning we consciously give them that in return feeds us.

Morning Ritual

1. Drink a tall glass of warm water

I drink it with the thought of being hydrated, feeling my cells being happy and opening my arms afterwards feeling connecting to the life giving water sources of our beautiful planet

2. Light a candle

I chose a lavender scent, inviting my soul into the picture “I’m open for guidance”

3. I set up my Ageless Rebel journal for my morning pages, open for insights from a deeper level of my knowing

4. I read a few pages of a book that speaks to me, waking up my mind

5. As my divinatory play I choose my tarot cards to wake up my intuition through ancient imagery (this could be anything from opening a random page in a bible to astrological ideas)

5. I enjoy my coffee swirled creamy with coconut oil and a little butter thinking power thoughts, coffee makes me happy, that’s the power I gave to it and the caffeine:)

6. My muse power object reminding me of my goal to stay happy is my outfit

I choose my outfit matching my goal for the day, forgetting about trends. (mostly)

What would you like to feel and to show the world? Which color makes you happy?

For the feeling I want to create for my day “I am safe, loved and supported”, I chose soothing, calming and supportive colors.

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I will go with dark green, it feels like nature, earthy and that I am happy to be part of this planet. I chose woodsy boots, brown like the handbag, which is adorned by a golden Ouroboros; I always like to invite magic into my day. Answers from the Universe in random messages and synchronicities make me happy. Boots let me walk my path with strength and feeling in control while still being open to the unexpected.

7. My shamanic friend Rosanne created a little power pouch for me; I change the objects according to my needs. For my birth month of November, which responds to other stones than only Topaz I choose a balancing Amethyst, keeping the feather, which to me says expansion and openness and the leopard pendant, which means to walk my talk in beauty and power. Confidence, connection and courage make me happy.

I take my dog Pinky Lee wherever I can. She’s my sidekick.

What are your power objects?

Enjoy a vibrant day.

How to use everything and everybody as storytelling messengers to make life more meaningful and fun.

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“What is it that I don’t see?” I called out to the Universe at night under the stars. I asked the inner writer of my life the same question and meditated on my deeper knowing in my morning pages.

“What don’t I see?”

The Universe gave me new glasses.

The trip to the optometrist and getting prescription glasses was an answer to migraines, an attempt to counter my brain’s overload, reducing its work with interpreting what I see through eyes that are slightly worn out by decades of use.

I’d never thought that glasses would be journey but these “progressives” tested my patience and rattled my brain. They challenged me. The physical annoyance is that I have to move my head to whatever I want to see, not just from my computer to the tree where the squirrel squirms, nope, even within the confines of the computer screen. I have to constantly find that tiny window that gives me clear vision; the glasses have to become part of my eyes; we have to become one.


My drama queen moaned “I can’t do this, this is too much effort, it drives me nuts!!!” immediately followed by Mea Culpa; “I made a mistake, I wasted 1200 bucks, gawd…”

“Do you notice your pattern of reaction?” my brain interfered my panic attack, calming me slightly.

Mental declutter rule number 1; observe your reactions and patterns impartially.

Okay, I never liked when I didn’t understand something immediately, it made me feel powerless and “stupid.” If I was not successful in a new venture, sport or activity I split; done so with ballet, guitar lessons, art lessons, Kung Fu and horse riding. I am impatient.

Mental declutter rule number 2; reframe your thoughts.

I am just thinking an outmoded thought; it doesn’t mean that I own it or that it owns me.

I create a new neural pathway, “Welcome challenge of my new glasses. I am open to the adventure.”

Whatever I had been passionate for in my life I had successfully committed to. I love my eyes, visuals are my thing; Yes, I can do this. I reassured myself that these glasses are good for me via Google. After wearing them an entire patient Sunday they feel a little better. I feel better.

I am patient.

Mental declutter rule number 3; focus on the positive, which is like Martial Arts, you have to train every day to make the new form happen.

I welcomed my glasses as an exploration; what’s there to transform? I’m in love with my inner transformation queen as she lifts the mundane to meaning and gives crap a chance to amount to glorious insights.

When we use everything and everybody as storytelling messengers life elevates to meaningful fun like a movie, where every incident pushes the heroine/hero to their goal.

My glasses tell me that it is time for a different kind of focus. It’s funny really. How much more on the nose can the Universe get? I encountered these “too weird to believe” messages several times in my life and didn’t see the forest from the trees because I was stuck in my belief of not being good enough.

If you want to truly SEE, change your perspective.

What had pained me as an artist recently, a writer who desires to create exiting, adventurous and “perfect” books, is the need to make them a financial success. It’s a pressure that paralyzes me sometimes, caused migraines and vertigo.

I had tried to revive my green wedding planning company Eco and the Princess, wearing “I’m open for opportunities” on my forehead. Nothing happened.

See? I knew it. Back to writing.

A domino chain of small events brought me a business offer, which fits to my Ageless Rebel concept; changing women’s lives on the four levels I had promoted as inseparable a year ago; body, soul, mind and spirit. I had put the concept aside to put everything I’ve got into my writing projects, Rebelle Barbie and I’m not a princess, I am a Queen.

I shouldn’t, couldn’t do an new business; it asks for time and cash investment, both taking me away from the publication of my books in the nearest possible future…. but, whispered the little voice, “wouldn’t it help you write your art free flowing? Without stress ‘to make it big’ ?”

I drew Tarot cards, images and symbols are a language that talks to us on deeper levels waking up a more intuitive knowing.


For me, using divinatory elements in my life means to be open to other ways of understanding the world than rational thinking. It is an inspiration not a mandate. I feel it out, pick and chose and hopefully see the answer my inner guidance wants me to see.

Two of cups says; shared feeling, an important connection is forged.

Ace of Pentacles says; being grounded and down to Earth about a particular matter, prosperity, security, an opportunity, a new source of income, nature conspires to lend the querant a hand.

Four of Pentacles says; resistance to change and fear of letting go.

Do they confirm the validity of the business opportunity?


Thanks for the glasses. I’ll look at this offer with “new eyes.”

I can see things differently.

Fit, fab and powerful forever, my Ageless Rebel is back on.

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I suffered from migraines, felt like a truck rolled over me in the morning, and recently was hit with a week of vertigo. I let go of my ageless rebel regimen for four months.

I’m done with going down.

“No book is worth letting going of self care,” said my artist friend Dieter, who lives an Ayurvedic Yogi life in Hawaii and is the perfect example for hip and healthy 70.

I had let go of my health regimen including workout and, instead of balancing stress, focused on finishing my Rebelle Barbie book so hard that my body rebelled, she’s a great warrioress and can take a lot but she had enough.

“Listen to your symptoms,” she said.

I did; I put my Ageless Rebel shirt back on. My mantra for my birth month of November is self care.

I was a health nut most of my life, Whole Foods in Santa Fe, NM loved me, now in LA it’s the smaller chain called Lassen’s appreciates my shopping sprees. I interviewed health gurus like David Wolfe, life extension experts like Aubrey de Gray and Liz Parrish, sucked in the information of futurist and longevity conferences and published the Ageless Rebel Planner in the beginning of the year. I went through 4 planners, 4 months of commitment to a regimen I made up and felt great.

We can feel not just okay but amazing over 60… “a day in the life of an ageless rebel,” published in Goldie Magazine is a reminder of the powerful me.

No more cookie binges. I’m back.

If you need commitment buddies join us on FB.

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What I did today, so far, so great:)

Brief meditation in bed, just letting my brain rest for a bit, even 20 second of no thoughts are beneficial

Drank collagen powder dissolved in 12 ounces of water

Took morning supplements (NAD, Krill oil, Phosphatydyl, Resveratol and estrogen hormone cream)

Moved my body, swinging arms, shaking, jumping

Wrote morning pages and framed my day with a plan

Walked dog

Espresso and croissant in my neighborhood cafe - posted socials

Green juice - wrote blog post

10 minutes dumb bell, kettle bell, plank -arms

Ginger water - write book for 2 hours

10 minutes workout - legs

10 minutes Yoga


In addition to my plan I will research a new health system, which seems to be super inclusive of all I love and also is a scientifically balanced system. I love the science behing the promises… Stay tuned as I will share if it makes sense.

If you feel like empowerment sidekicks, shirt and planners are in the rebel shop.

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Framing my day so that it cannot frame me.

Read more…. The beautiful post by Debbie shows my tee and talks about why she thinks there should be a little rebel in every woman’s life  https://www.fashionfairydust.com/graphic-tank-top-flowy-pants/

Read more…. The beautiful post by Debbie shows my tee and talks about why she thinks there should be a little rebel in every woman’s life


Are you hiding in your outfits? With 11 tips on how to find out.

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I just came back from Paris and climbed up the stairs to the apartment of my ex-morphed-into-brother. The architect I had passed on the level below nearly shut his door onto his hand, staring at me. I smiled. I liked the attention. Obviously; I wore a tight, short skirted two piece from Dolce, it's bright red matched by bright red heels.

It was 1988. My ex-morphed-into-brother told me later that said architect asked him in a secretive manner, "Did you hire a call girl...?"

I laughed. This was cute.

Did the outfit reveal my soul? My desires? Was it hiding my fear to connect with men on a deeper level? "Check me out but don't touch."  Or did I have an inner courtesan calling?

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Do you you believe in reincarnation or genetic memory, that we can link to scenes from the past as their energy lingers all around us or that we live in a virtual reality where everything is possible? I had connected to a medieval story in which I was a courtesan in 1248. Her first appearance was in a mirror; she looked back at me, bright make up, wild hair, lots of powder...  More than that I had visions of 1248 like movie scenes projected onto "reality". People in my life unknowingly played roles of the past, which I only discovered years later researching the history of the 700 year old house.

Perhaps my inner courtesan came back to life in a red Dolce and Gabbana...

Outfits are not just things we buy because they are in fashion. They express deeper levels of ourselves. They become invitations, attacks, protective armors or embodiments of our ignorance. Even not caring is a message.

Outfits not only evoke, they are feelings.
When we dress with intuitive awareness they can become many things; flashlights to our soul, winks of change, time travel, revealing our beliefs, manifesting our truth. They can be oracles and divinatory. Fashion therapy is the most exciting of all vision quests and clarity tools. I experienced many incredible and intense journeys; creating my fashion therapy course based on my vanity, struggles and decades of adventures into women empowerment is a juicy, revolutionary gift from the goddesses. “Love your outfits, love yourself” How much better can life coaching get?

Your wardrobe is a story book.

Let me know what your clothes are telling you. Comments are cool:)

Tips to find your outfit truth

1. What do you feel when you see yourself in the mirror? Who do you see?

2. Radical honesty: how do you chose your outfits? Did somebody judge or make you wear  a certain style in your past and you still heat that voice?

3. Are you hiding your body, your true feelings, your authentic nature?

3. Is this outfit really YOU? Are you following trends that don't mean anything to you? Do you feel the need to fit in?

4. Who are the styles of other women that touch your desire?

5.  Look at female archetypes, which powers and images come closest to your most glorious vision of yourself?

6. Write your vision of your most beautiful self in a year from now not counting with any obstacles.

7. Look at yourself in the mirror, can you see your vision of yourself?

8. Create a mind map. Your vision in the middle and arrows to all possible ways how to get there.

9. Create a vision board celebrating your desires

10. Put a mantra of how you want to be in your phone: I am....

11. Take baby steps towards your vision, change small things or big things, whatever it take to manifest the art you really are.

Just in case you're in the mood for more of my story: At the time  of the red Parisian outfit I had just made a bunch of money, drove a shiny Beamer and felt amazing about my skinny body. 7 years earlier, living on my own in my medieval story house, a purchase packed with intrigues and trouble, I had felt the opposite; unhappy, fat, invisible. I had stuffed my face late at night with spaghetti or donuts, washed them down with red wine and was so grumpy that I threw a series of marsh mellows against the fresh painted walls... Which actually became rather enlightening when I hosed them off the next morning.

In those days I wore jeans and loose tees or shirts painfully aware of the fat hanging over my belt. I did not buy clothes bigger than a 6, so the pants didn't fit and I had to hide the safety pins or strings that held them up.

I was hiding from myself, I did not want to feel my fear and loneliness. I was hiding from the world, looking at my feet rather than into people's eyes and the viscous circle continued. When the trouble around my house was over, I had won the court case and owned it now, the pounds dropped and I literally looked up. I threw a house warming party for which I dressed up - and met the fateful lover though whom the story of my mysterious house revealed itself.

It was always the same for me; unhappiness meant gaining weight and hiding in baggy dresses... Baggy dresses meant not wanting to look at myself on any level.

I had a boss who forced me to wear frumpy outfits to hide my "sensual nature." She was afraid of women power and literally shut off my light. Her abusiveness became an eye opener; I had felt guilty for being me. When I was finally out of the martyr zone and didn't give a shoot anymore if she'd fire me or not, I wore what I wanted; beautiful gowns, often black or red. In her eyes black is the color of the dark and devious. Red is the lower chakra, the sexual and forbidden. "I allow you to wear this," she commented, "because your loving aura now outshines the demon colored outfit."

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I used my overweight protective armor to guide me to it's cause, it's roots and my story of "not good enough." I discovered a different appreciation of my self and my body and began to treat it with more respect. My soul wants to be seen as who she is through my energy, my actions and my body., which is her temple worthy to be loved and adorned.

But even temples get swamped by storms, dust and dirt and need constant care and clean ups.

Owning our true selves is a process, sometimes theatrical and dressed up, at other times doubtful and in pajamas. We walk our talk; we're funky, yuppie, rocky, boring or exciting, loud or like a whisper... until we've got it. The truth. Our truth. What does this matter to us? What does this matter to my soul?

There are days when I am open and the world responds to me and other days where I am absent and could as well be a ghost.

Who wants to be a ghost?

Join me for vision board creation in December or fashion therapy starting in January. Announcements and details coming soon.




3 more days to enter...
CHALLENGE alert. Be spontaneous. Don't think. Win the PRICE.
Between now and Wednesday do something new, uncomfortable, risky, scary, fun, something you always wanted to do, say, feel or eat... It can be big or tiny as long as it gets you out of your comfort zone.
Write about your daring deal or tiny tickle of "I always wanted to...."
Post it on the The Ageless Rebellion Facebook page on 10/25 and!!!!
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Style your way to your amazing Self

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I made a plan and I'm following it. I've often made them and then did them kind-ish. Excus-ish... 12 noon-ish... but today is different. I feel tough, I'm on it. No fear, no procrastination. It's a power object thing.

What's a power object? Anything that lifts you up like your morning espresso, your crush on your convertible or you cowgirl boots, anything that gives you that extra kick you need.

I'm in my new fall fashion jacket by @candiesbrand. It's the perfect Ageless Rebel empowerment design ; a warrioress camouflage print with the feminine sweetness of red and pink flowers. It reminds me of the flower power revolution in Portugal in 1974, one of the events that opened my eyes and changed my life. Portuguese women created companies out of the skills they had been forced to only do at home for decades. They rose from "mulheres sem poder" in a fascist regime to empowered women in a democracy the country longed for decades-long.

Their memory make me sit straighter. Feminine rebellions for the cause of empowerment are the best❤️

But it's the jacket itself that exudes exactly what I want to feel today; resilience, commitment, tough on task with feminine charm and beauty in my mind. Objects have character and power and we can step into it.

I was recently asked if I am a stylist. I'm a life stylist, I thought.  I paused for a second. The awareness of how much I love the actual physical styling part of my warrioress coaching hit me.

I love assisting women to look and feel their best.

Fashion from the insight out

My approach to fashion and style: I do styling and branding from the insight out, who are you and how can you express that with your second skin?

As a warrioress I'm not schlepping my swords around with me, they adorn my home and my dagger sits peacefully on my bed stand, right by the eagle's feathers I was graced with by a Native American shaman.

I am looking for fierce and edgy outfits to express my journey as a warrioress to my truth, the big beautiful YES to who I truly am.

- outfits, which require courage to wear and get me over my limitations,

- pieces that make me feel powerful like boots and men's hats

- super girly dresses, which I was scared of most of my life

- clothes that expand my comfort zone

- edgy designs that tell the world I'm not afraid of ageism. I'm relevant and I'm on it

Discovering our essence and archetypes and make them part of our style is uplifting fun. Style becomes an expression of who we truly are as much as a tool for self awareness. One important ingredient to pick up on the path is self love. I have experienced many times that when we honestly feel love for, not just flirt with our Self it changes our perspective on our whole world.

With self love comes self respect and that creates passionate, authentic style.

Fashion therapy

We visit a clothing store that offers many different styles and try out what we might judge as too girly, yuppie, sensual, rocky or slutty... How do we feel in outfits that are "so NOT me"? How does it change our outlook on life to "step into somebody else's style?'

Clothes have character and we can borrow it until we become it. Playing the role of who we like to be is beautifully creative fake-it-to-make-it, which I'm a big fan of. The best things in my life happened when I made up a powerful me and played it to perfection. Which brings us to:

Fashion theater

We let go and become the outfits we wear. We find a stage into which they fit and take theatrical pictures; drama, comedy, adventure, all goes. We loosen up. Sometimes it needs a glass of champagne. Or two. We let the jumper, dress or coat take us to new places to experience different aspects of life we've never done before; shine at the opera, be crazy arty at the art opening, rock the concert or take that business meeting with the Angel investor we thought was just a dream.

Fashion from the outside in

When you let go and change your style from something you always did and felt safe in, to a new, risk taking you, it might change your whole world - for the best. Just a different hair color can open your eyes to new options and to a new you.

You don't have to follow any rules only the whispers of your soul. She knows who you are and what will make you happy.

Outfits are empowerment

Not just because they make us feel in alignment with our characters, our voice, but because they kick our butts.

We don't cover up anymore, we go for our grandest vision.

Want to fit into that sexy dress? We stop eating starch and junk and after 6 p.m. We drink a lot of water and do a plank every day.

Like to wear sleeveless tanks, look tough like Sarah Connor? We cherish our 8 pounds dumbbells and swing them every day.

Like to be sensual like you've never been before? We take a ride into life coaching and discover the uniqueness of the women we are.

We go out and have uncomplicated fun, we meet our soul mate, get the movie deal,  make the extra cash... we own our dreams just because we feel so crazily amazingly beautiful.

We know who we are and we show who we are.

A note from the queen of creative, milliner LOUISE GREEN
The body is a blank canvas waiting to be painted with hats clothes & other accessories.  The hat and clothes you wear are a reflection of your own personality, creativity and how you present yourself in this world.  I am a firm believer that there are no rules when it comes to fashion.  It is such a personal thing!



Love what you have, then transform it to amazingness


"I started my fashion blog with what I have," she said, " I couldn't invest in new outfits so      I combined the old in exciting new ways. I had everything I needed."

Sitting outside on a little wall by the trashcans as AT&T doesn't deliver proper phone connection in my house, I felt enlightened.

My smile tickled all my cells; that's what women friends for, our soul sisters, our tribes; when we resonate we inspire each other to greatness. We meet in high flying utopias and deep, deep depths and super cool practical ideas.

"You are a transformation queen," my inner rebel reminded me, "you can do this."

I had a huge bag of clothes sitting in my grunge space behind a big curtain, the veil covering my leftovers, the clutter of my life. I dug in. What did I feel like to day? I had just responded to a post from a creative milliner friend and my mind came up with pictures of hats. I started with a black men's hat. My dog looked slightly confused when I disappeared in my pile of pants and tops, dresses and blouses, belts and bags. I chose a poke dot dress from Michael Kors, hippie pants from The Fave and black velvet booties. I felt like a cowgirl on her way to dinner in LA...

I had everything I needed.


A big Oprah-ish truth just became personal, real to me. When knowledge doesn't just sit in our heads as an intellectual agreement but comes from our bellies, from our own experience, it becomes real.

I have everything I need and not just in my wardrobe.

I remembered my kid pouring his trick or treat treasures onto his batman rug, sorting them out into categories, candies, gums, chocolates, cookies until the bag of diverse offerings became structured; a beautiful clear image that made sense. A sweet art object.

That's how this works.

Our lives are treasure chests packed with experiences, success and failures, passions and panic attacks, skills and schemes. We often keep them locked up, somewhere in a dark corner behind a big veil. When I discovered my essence, my inner rebel who had loved and guided me but tricked and crushed me when I didn't listen, I found the key key to my past. I thanked my rebel that she got me to where I am today. I looked into my mirror, saw her in my eyes and for the first time in 60 years I said: "I love you" and really meant it. 

Adding the magic of self love to my life rearranged all the puzzle pieces to a picture. My life, all crossroads decisions, my crashes and wins, the winks and hints and messages from friend and foe, made sense.

My story was written by somebody who followed the number one rule of pristine scripts: You have to kill your darlings. Which means to give them what they need, to hammer and slash them to get to their goal. A perfect example actually is a new show on Netflix, Ozark, just when you think they've found their way, bam, another challenge thunders in.

When i saw the perfect structure of my imperfect life I knew I had finally found my voice. My screen writing teacher who disliked everything I wrote, told me with every grumpy glance,  "You are not good enough." Looking at my life, tough teacher, I was good enough all along. I just had to wake up to it.

We have everything we need. Even the code to decipher our truth.


Rebelliously amazing or terribly vain?

I was inspired by Jane Fonda in the 90's and love her ageless rebellion today...

I was inspired by Jane Fonda in the 90's and love her ageless rebellion today...

How could she?” “She wants to look like 18 with 79!!” “Her jewelry was worth 2,5 million…”

Don’t you dare to be self confident when close to 80. Because the world around will be threatened. It’s not normal to be vibrant and relevant at that age. You are supposed to kick the bucket, not kick butt. Ageism wants you in a wheel chair.

Sexy 80 is impossible like Che Guevara in Armani…

The heated discussion about Jane Fonda sassy looks at 79 woke my inner rebel this morning; I thought I was witnessing a witch hunt.

She is too OLD to be this young!

I love how rebels poke into society’s pain.

Sure I’m pissed too that I don’t have that kind of jewelry. Sure I’d love to have time and cash to hang in spas and have a team of experts work on me. (no surgeries for me though please) I get that people envy her, I get that her money would do better in orphanages then shining in sapphires.

But nobody complains when “young” actresses overload themselves with bling. Rarely anybody complains when Jennifer Lopez supports killing exotic animals so that she can adorn herself with their skin.

Vanity: having or showing an excessively high opinion of one’s appearance, abilities, or worth… So what, it’s okay for young “celebrities” but they shouldn’t do this with 79???

Why not look amazingly sensual and vibrant at 60, 70, 80 and on and on?
I love how Jane Fond treats herself like art, that’s what I feel we all should do; to copy her amazing confidence and self love and embody our most amazing vision of ourselves no matter what age.

The question is what this most amazing VISION truly is, without society messing up our minds.
When we’re decluttered from fear and old messages we can go for our OWN kind of beauty, be it proud wrinkles or bold adventures under the knife.

I see Jane’s look as a perfect representation of who she feels she is. Even the in-your-face jewelry overkill; Jane Fonda is a rebel, just watch interviews with her best buddy Lily Tomlin We should expect that she knows what she’s doing. This is not overextended ego but a message, she says: I AM WORTH THIS. ALL THIS.

Whatever that means for you or me, that’s where we should shoot our arrows of manifestion; into being our full package.

We are worth it.

On a personal note:
I don’t have neither the guts not the cash to have my face ripped off and reattached. For me it’s about mindset and lifestyle; owning our tantalizing power with all we are and all we’ve got. I am art and embodying my most amazing vision of myself no matter what age, is my warrioress goal.

I’m discovering my essence in my wrinkles, what I do with them later when I’m in my full power? No idea yet. By then we might have Nanos.