I can honestly say that these past couple of weeks I fell in lust again with myself.
It is odd when you finally realize that your flaws are what make you special, that the imperfections add un je ne sais quoi to the craft: you mature into a butterfly.
By discovering your power as a woman you declare yourself to the world and this is the most beautiful thing that can happen to you, and those around you: it makes us confident; and being confident not only alters the way you perceive yourself but also changes everything.
It completely shifts the energy around when you enter the room, it is a powerful tide shambling strangers’ blood, it is enlivening for those who are watching (you included).
Once your eyes are open, there is no coming back; however, be aware that your light will scare away those who benefited from your previous blindness, so don’t let them dim your light, rain on your parade!
Keep radiating, embracing your true self and encourage your sisters around you to do the same.
On the verge of my 35th birthday, I finally grasp it, and I don’t think I will ever let it go…