03/02/2024
I’m not perfect.
But I am prrrfectly ME 🌸
and I love it this way.
Yes, I’ve used the same song three times on each past post because I haven’t yet figured out how to save more songs…
Yes, my hair is a wild lioness in the breeze…
Yes, this moment was messy, and windy, and wild,
and that’s the perfection…
When I get to show up fully embodied in the messiness, while the wind kisses my feet and I’m swallowing my strands, even when I’m tripping on rocks in my dance… Moments like this when it all feels a lil silly, yet my freedom pours out of me…
&& when this happens, the silly and the sacred play together in the sweetest of ways.
The only perfection that exists is that which simply is, unadulterated and unbound by self-defined confinement.
You, Me, and We, exactly as we were created to be.
Before we were told who and what defines our value and worth.
You see, when you peel away all that confines your freedom and your joy, true liberation can begin to emerge. And I’ve pulled back more curtains than I can count now…
and yet, every time I’ve done the damn work -
the same perfect truth remains.
I am the one who gets to decide and define what it all means. I am the one writing the story.
I am the one dancing these prayers.
I am the awareness and the choice, all woven into one.
So - I choose and decide wisely.
every. fu***ng. time.
and if a lesson or a teacher comes,
I welcome it wholeheartedly. Gracefully.
So, here’s me ~
wild and free,
lusciously loving my body,
this Earth,
and my Path,
and all of these messy and mundane moments
moments where I feel my breath,
and my gratitude
ever deepening.
When was the last time you let your silly and your sacred come out to play together? Tell me, babe. I’d love to know what that feels like for you, and how it moves you free. 💕
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