Tear down the patriarchy by loving yourself

The voice of the patriarchy lives within me.

When I look at this photo the first things my inner judge notices are:

πŸ‘©πŸΌβ€πŸ¦³My gray roots
πŸ¦ƒMy turkey neck
πŸ‘©β€πŸ«My glasses (who is this person?)
πŸ‘The wrinkles around my eyes

In a culture that values youth and beauty above all else, we are bombarded daily with endless messages about β€œfighting” aging.

These messages keep us at war with ourselves instead of focusing on the truth of our power.

In ancient times older women were the leaders.

The Wise Woman
The Medicine Woman
The Crone

They held the power and vision for the community.

The patriarchs who rose in their shadows feared their immense power, so created the myth that if women are no longer young and nubile they are worthless.

We have internalized these lies. And become panicked with thoughts like

I’m too old
I’m irrelevant
I’m ugly

These limiting beliefs keep us from realizing our true potential.

I am on a mission to shift this narrative and it begins with courageous self-love.

In order to shift the outer world, we must begin from within.

Taking a moment to put my hand on my heart and breath in compassion and love I look at this photo again.

πŸ˜†My laugh lines are well earned from years of joy
πŸ‘€My green eyes are a window into my wisdom and experience
πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸΌI celebrate a body that has birthed, nurtured, and raised 4 beautiful children
πŸ₯°I am in awe of all that I am and all that I am becoming

Courageously loving ourselves is an act of rebellion.

Will you join me in the revolution?

Are you ready to change the narrative?

It’s time to give yourself permission to live your truth. Stand strong in your power and generously share your wisdom and gifts.

Let’s reclaim our rightful spot as the wisdom holders and vision makers of our world.

It all starts with the simple, but not easy, practice of courageous self-love.

So next time you catch the voice of the patriarchy within, stop, put your hand on your heart, breath in compassion and love.

Call up your inner wise woman and listen to her instead.

I’d love to hear what she has to say.

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