Curves, Curls, Kindness & Courage

Curves, Curls, Kindness & Courage~

As I mature, I find more and more I'm relaxing into my own nature.  I have less energy or desire to fight anyone or anything, but especially—myself. 

But this is not merely about becoming older—this is about becoming self-possessed. 

Personally, I'm loving the process of aging and I deeply admire women who do it well.

I admire women who wear what they want, who allow themselves to age gracefully . Yet these women maintain a naturalness in how they tend to themselves, their bodies, and their appearance. 

These women are not at odds with their own nature and it shows in the ease of the way they simply exist. 

I honor a woman who has boundaries, yet maintains a gentleness about her. A woman who is clear, kind, and direct. 

I love a woman who gives no f--ks  about others opinions, but who is still acutely aware of her impact on those around her and takes responsibility for the effects of her presence and behaviors. 

I bow to women who know who they are, what they value, and what they bring to the world. 

And I respect a woman who moves at her own pace—to her own rhythms. She knows when to act and when to rest.

I raise my glass to that women who uses her voice (and knows when to shout and when to whisper). And I applaud her discernment and courage. 

And I revel with that woman who enjoys her body, her sensuality (at any age)—unapologetically.

These are the women whose hands I want to take, who I want to stand beside, and cheer on. These are the women I want to walk with, feast with, and pray with. 

And if you are woman who is finding your way...

Come find me!

Because I am that woman.

നാല്പത്തിന്റെ നിറവിൽ ആയുസിന്റെ ചില്ലയിൽ നിന്നും ഒരില കൂടി കൊഴിഞ്ഞ Dew 💃