I’ve been deep in my feels lately, trying to full understand the life I am living. I think it can be so easy for us to fall into traps of shame, fear, or even self-hatred because we feel ‘different’ from what ideals society projects onto us. Over the past 10 months, I have been intentional in doing the work to liberate myself and live authentically.
While I was journaling about this, I drew inspiration from a goddess shrine in Ubud, Bali. I thought about her, legs spread in a squat, arms pulled back, tongue and breasts bare as she stares at all who pass her line of vision. Some may say she is a fool, but I believe she is confident in who she is and lives without fear. She is the kind of woman I am working to become.
As I was looking for a bookmark the other day, the synchronicity found one on the page left on I wrote this. After re-reading it and fussing over things like its length and form, I finally decided it was ready to be shared just as is.
She is tense
Her power stalled
In her hips
Things left unsaid
Her body pregnant
With a voice
Never able to slip
Past her lips
Trapped in the strain
The pain of being bound
To traditions
Conditions
Are suffocating her
Isolation
She cannot fit in
But she was not meant to
Her life is not
Digestible
Basic
Popular
Mainstream
She is all she is
Raw, real
Rough, resilient
Thought-provoking
Invaluable
Never playing small
Rebelling
Doing what she wants
Turning trauma into gold
She breaks all the molds
