It's so easy to give in to that critical inner voice telling you you're not good enough/not pretty enough/not smart enough ... not enough. BUT we are enough! Exactly as we are.
I still feel inadequate at times and crave validation from others. But then I remind myself to be gentle and kind. And I realize I am the LOVE of my own damn life!
So here's a short and sweet lil poem about yours truly <3
I want a womyn with seeds in her pockets and flowers in her hair
With goats following behind her and music in the air
I want that womyn to be me
That is the womyn I am