Melting into my woman’s body and it feels really nice. Unsubscribing from capitalist clock and honoring the sacred cycle of shakti. Unsubscribing from oppressive masculine rule. God is a woman.
resonating as I begin to more fully, less fearfully embrace gender fluidity and cautiously re-engage w that which once confined me:
“Femininity is not exclusively female - whether you're male, female, non-binary, etc: it doesn’t matter. Accepting one’s inherent feminine qualities is to tear away and reject the old conditioning that femininity is weak, inferior, or other.
In truth, femininity is essential in humanity; it is the adaptive strength in what is soft, courage in emotional depth, the unyielding resilience and regrowth in the face of adversity, and true, knowing calm.” Chayson, A. (2019, April 23). Women of the world, embrace your femininity as your strength. Medium.
Historically, I have been too insecure to be a girl. That pressure of prettiness, of being delicate, of being desirable. I refused to engage. But this year something has shifted. I love cardigans, I want to talk about how I do my hair, I learned how to do make-up. Even though I'm not a model, I adore making myself feel pretty and sexy. I'm falling in love with the culture of feminism, and reclaiming mother earth as a mother. Girlhood is something so insanely precious and now, despite it being so hard, I am so unbelievably grateful I get to experience it. Want to merge my soul with every woman on the planet and scream OH HOW I LOVE BEING A WOMAN!
The deeper into my own art and true essence i get, the stickier the grief moves. Godddddddd RELEASEEEEE MEEEEEE. Choosing myself will pay off soon. I just have to swim through a lot of bullshit.
