Judgment Is A Dirty Word

There she stands, I know you see her, although you pretend not to. Her bold red lips and tight black dress, shamelessly accentuating her womanly curves. She projects confidence and ease. Or the woman who walks with a sensual grace?  With her beautiful hips swinging from side to side, her breasts slightly uncovered and her eyes sparkling with a certain something, a certain essence. Do you see how people respond around her? Can you feel the energy she brings into the room?

Or the woman who parents differently to you,  wears smokey eyes in the day or goes to breakfast by herself and doesn’t require the company of others?

Can you see the woman who owns her space and who unapologetically speaks up? The one who knows what she wants and has a firm grasp on it? The woman who refuses to settle for anything but spectacular, in love, in life and in sex? The one who knows what she likes and doesn’t require a mans validation, or yours?

The woman who wears what she wants, when she wants and speaks her truth in the same manner? Who takes time for herself, respects her body and won’t let anyone make her feel guilty for that? Who chooses orgasms over sleep or date nights over playdates? Who thrives on solitude and quiet and makes space for it among the needs of her family? Who swaps a home cooked meal with a relaxing bath while an uber driver delivers the dinner? Or the mama who goes away for periods of time to better herself through learning?

How about the women who choose to not parent at all? To take a different path that requires a different life? Without little ones? Or without a partner? A life that defines freedom in a different way than you do?

I know you see them. And your thoughts are far from kind. But what if we tried something different? What if we dropped the judgment and became part of the support? Her choices are not yours to judge. There is no one way to be. The beauty of a rainbow is in the different spectrums of colour.  

Her power does not take away from yours, in fact quite the opposite. We are all one, she is you and you are her. We are all part of the same process, the same life, the same beautiful universe. Her strength and conviction only adds to yours. So  stand up and salute her. For it takes a strong spirit to rise above all the limitations placed upon her by society. To live in her authenticity, amongst all the struggle. For we all have our stories. We all have people, events and places that we’ve stumbled.  But she refuses to be defined by these, and lets her inner strength move her forward, to where she wants to be and who she knows she is. 

Don’t pull her down. By doing so you only pull yourself down. Instead be part of the empowerment.  Help her pave the way of the future, for the sisterhood and for our daughters. Let’s stop being part of the struggle, as there is too much of that already. To much resistance for living by our truest nature. 

Let her inspire you and help you stand where she is. In a place of inward connection.  A place of untamed living, freedom and whole hearted love. For she is a warrior, a sacred soul with incredible power. As are you dear friend, more than you know.