08/03/2025
As women we are taught from childhood the importance of making others happy. Be pretty. Be quiet. Be fun. Don’t ruffle feathers. Don’t be difficult. Don’t have any needs. Be the way he wants you to be. Be the way society wants you to be. Be the way media wants you to be. And so we learn to navigate, contort. We don the mask of the pleaser. We present only the parts of ourselves that are pleasing to whomever we are trying to please. But those other parts are still there. Marinating, stewing, brewing in the displeasure of being suppressed and denied under a pretty smile. The archetype of the good girl. We play the game so well, we forget what we like, what we enjoy, what we prefer. We don’t think it costs us anything. We think it gets us love, approval, acceptance, a sense of belonging. But we don’t realise the high price we actually pay. The assassination of our true selves. One day we wake up and we don’t even know ourselves. We’ve pretended so long that we even fooled ourselves. We’re good like that.
But maybe one day we wake up and we decide to pretend no more. We decide that our authenticity is too high a price to pay to fit in. We have the courage to dress how we like, we eat the cupcake with no guilt and we own our shadow and messiness. We reclaim the parts of ourselves we cast away to the fringes because they were not acceptable, that’s the day we are re-born. That’s the day we awaken, we grow up, we become truly empowered. The day we realise that we, as women, matter. The day we realise that we are inherently worthy and lovable just because we exist. The day we treat ourselves with compassion over judgment, that’s an empowered day. I yearn for every woman to look within themselves, to trust their intuition, to call upon the Goddess within, and see another woman as a mirror, reflecting back her magnificence and imperfections in all her glory. We need to realise that internal power has more to do with emotional expansiveness, spirituality, and conscious living than it does money, possessions and status. You have no idea how truly powerful you are dear woman.
