Pefectly Imperfect women, I admire you all.

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In this battle for perfection, we run the risk of losing ourselves. In losing ourselves, we subsequently run the risk of losing connection to our children. Rather than sitting on the floor with them creating a magical world of play, we get caught between classes and errands, deliveries and phone calls—all in our grand scheme to make the world a better place for these precious babies. — Carrie-Anne Moss

I start with this quote.. it brings me to tears.

I had been going through a really breakthrough as a woman. as a mother. as a yogini. Its been powerful and at the same time revelatory and painful. It has meant going to the edge of my experience of being a woman in many ways and then going over so many old patterns and beliefs. Dissolve them, reshape my views about how us women must build a life. Destroy, delete and uncreate all the limiting beliefs that shape my life into a one-sided version of me. And let myself be imperfect and vulnerable. And let myself be a simple mother ready or tired, complex and plain, beautiful or not, powerful but also simply human.

Naomi Absalom, beautiful woman, mother, teacher, yogini and awesome-crazy-epic girl, reminded me of the importance of being open and vulnerable and yet kick-ass strong and bold. We need to go the edge, and then go beyond it, and then over it. With the support of guess who? other women!. How important it is to hold another woman up and say: 'you're bloody amazing, I respect you, I admire you, you're doing great things, you inspire me'. We hardly get this support elsewhere. If not by us sisters of the hood, from whom?.

So, go, go get them all. The other women around need your sweet embrace. Honour them, be for them. Remind them how to be women, and mothers, and remind them how to nourish their life and their homes and their inner songs.

Let your song out, and sing loud.

Being a woman is an art-form, I truly believe we need to aim for an honest, imperfect, playful, version of ourselves. Let go more of ourselves and go remind other women how amazing and beautifully imperfect they all are.

MusingsAna Muriel