a skin defining moment....
“When you stand and share your story in an empowering way,
Well it has happened...
I am no longer
40 something...although, I have not changed that in my bio yet....
I am now just plain ole fifty...no something.....just it...
and
it's not too bad...
not too bad at all.
There was a moment when i stood in my bedroom and I gazed deep into the fire burning and I pondered..
well here I stand...
right at the top
looking behind to see where I have been and yet
gazing over the top of the mountain I seem to have been climbing since the day I came out of the womb---
carving my path through thicket
always taking the longer harder road....
and
there I stood
thoughts flooding for just a moment
there was a rush of deep unsettling grief for moments lost,
times I did not stand in my authentic truth,
times I did not take the time to tell folks
i loved them or let them see the real me because of my own insecurity or fear of what they might think,
i remembered moments--just a few---when i didn't do the right thing
or had to hide my story...hide my own truth...
and just as that
deep unsettling moment of grief
moved over me....
something inside me switched
....
and
it hit me
I no longer have to do what other people want me to do
I no longer need to be pleasing everybody else
I no longer have to dance any dance
that I don't want to dance...
hum...
hell 50...it "ain't" half bad.
and I
for a brief moment
that connected to the next
and the next wave of thinking happened...
....
I am older--
wiser--
more honest---
and much more comfortable in my
sexy hot skin
than ever before....
and
"i said it"
in my heart
"f" all the expectations
preconceived notions
"f" all the stuff other people want or tell or boss..
time to be
fully
authentically
sexy hot me
For it is enough!
and
in that moment
I realized
my skin
it suddenly fits.
Thankful
for
moments
of
clarity...
may each of you
stand and gaze
and
be surprised when you meet yourself looking back...
and
suddenly realize IT---your skin---it fits.
Happy Sunday...
The radical rambler

1 Comments:
Pam, I can't wait to feel that way! Perhaps there's no reason for us to ever feel differently. But somehow, we're so conditioned to live outside of ourselves that we're strangers to our own skin when have to finally inhabit it! Love your post...and 50 is but a number :-)
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