What Empowerment Looks Like
Today, I’m going poetic on you with something personal and powerful.
It’s something that flowed out of me when I started to shift, to find myself, to step into my slice of sunlight back in February 2019.
And well, it shifted something within me enough that when I came across the file, I knew it was worth sharing with you today…
Dive into these words with JOY.
Kicking Perfect
A Poem
Crap,
I have cared
about the opinions
of others
my entire life.
I’ve censored myself.
I’ve hidden
behind perfectly curated
words.
I’ve lost
a small piece
of me
each time I’ve lived —
unauthentically.
Which has been
most of my
existence.
No wonder
I am
shattered,
scattered.
Flex of me
spread out
like a brilliant kaleidoscope
of magnificent color.
It’s time
I realized
I,
as a whole,
am perfectly imperfect.
It’s time to call my pieces —
myself —
back home.
It’s time
to be stripped
bare.
It’s time
to be —
me.
Warts
or whatever
your flaw
and all.
It’s time
to share all
of me.
Not the posh facade
I present—ed
to the world.
Does that mean
sharing myself
fully?
Crap,
that scares me.
Sharing
the true brilliance
that is me…
Define fully?
Oversharing
is caring
‘bout other people’s opinions,
no?
So to overshare
is a return
to fragmentation
of me.
Oversharing
is our
current
norm.
Oversharing
is ego
driven.
Share
from a place of BEing
of creating
of intention
of impact
now.
Doesn’t
that
feel
like
heaven.
So,
if I overthink
I am headed toward
The Ego’s Ledge.
If I debate,
I again
place value
on what others
will think.
If I hesitate,
I return
to living my life
based on the opinions
of those
I probably
don’t
even
know.
Or
Like.
Those who certainly
aren’t giving me a
second
or perhaps
even a single
thought.
I will be judged.
I am judging.
And the jury is still out.
Will always be out.
Because
you
are
enough.
Be IN the moment.
That
is the whisper
of the ages.
Place importance
in the impact
you have as
being
fully
you.
Ah,
the divineness
of that sweet
lyrical
voice.
I hear you.
I feel you.
As a shiver.
As a warmth.
I know
you
are
truth.
Good,
then let me continue to speak
through the wind tossed leaves
and the musical chirping
of the frogs
playing
during your
tropical night.
Don’t yet recognize
who
that
is?
You being fully you.
It’s ok.
It’s normal.
You’ve had years
of practice
hiding
your
true
self.
Give yourself
grace.
Focus
on this moment.
Live now,
present for you.
The how
will naturally
flow.
The how
is actually
none
of
your
business.
Kick your perfect
to the curb
and embrace
you.
You are
Perfectly Imperfect
just
as
you
are.
💜
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My words are meant to touch hearts and open minds and lead you to more JOY.
Photo Credit: Photo Credit: Ava Sol @avasol
