I know this woman. . .

She used to reach out to me when I didn’t want to be reached out to. She was always inviting me, calling me, checking in on me. She’d on occasion do something enormously thoughtful.

Here’s the trouble, I’d been hurt so much by female relationships growing up that at some point in time I stopped letting them into my heart. I was kind. I was friendly. I was personable—but beyond that you weren’t going to get to know me, because I was also guarded beyond healthy

She was unpredictable.

She was clever.

She was smart.

But most of all. . . She was herself and she was unafraid to Love hard, love big, and cheer others on to the win.

When you do it your way—the organic and natural beauty of you comes shining through;
You give permission to others to be organic, too.
Becoming unashamed of every inch of you.
The strengths as well as the weakness.

All of this embodies the essence of you. And I think this is beautiful.

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