“I’m a Savage!”

How many of us have denied our inner Megan Thee Stallion, or worse shunned another woman because she embraces hers? If you are anything like me, you were taught at a very young age not to be “fast”, not to be THAT girl. You were taught by the church that THAT kind of girl was not worthy of the kingdom of heaven and you surely would not be allowed in twerking and shit. You were taught by your parents, your friend’s parents, society, that THAT kind of girl would never be respected; she could never be a wife because who wants to attempt to turn a hoe into a housewife? You know what I love about being fully in my Goddess nature and Goddess power? The fact that I can have the total experience of me. I can be regal, sitting on my throne as a Queen. I can be in the middle of the forrest doing rituals and leaving offerings to my ancestors and spirit team. I can be in the kitchen making a home cooked meal to nourish those I love. I can be the dopest, most loving and supportive mom and partner. I can also be the nasty bitch in the bed, not in the sheets because I‘m too sexy to be fucking under covers 😜. I embrace every aspect of myself. There are some parts of me that are more difficult for me to love, but those are the aspects of me that somewhere along the line I was taught was not good enough; was not acceptable. I have since re-written a lot of the stories that I either narrated myself, or allowed others to write for me. Now I literally couldn’t care less about what anyone has to say about who I am, who they think I am, who somebody told them I am, or who they want me to be. I am me, fully, completely, and unapologetically. Once we get into a space where we embrace every part of ourselves, the fact that a part or some parts make others feel some kind of way will be less our concern. I’m not saying to be the way that Megan is. I’m saying be who you are authentically regardless of how others perceive you. You strength comes from you knowing and being exactly who you are and loving the parts that you deem hard to love for the simple fact that it’s you and you are worthy of all of the love.