I cut all my hair off into a pixie when I started to feel out of place as a dancer. It was the first act of true rebellion that made me feel a little more like my whole self, not just the cookie cutter portions that in my mind, were required to be a successful dancer.
Now, I’m letting it grow back out...perhaps to tap back into my femininity that I for the majority of my existence have tried to hide or shrug off or tone down.
This week I’ve found myself drowning in thoughts of “you’re not organized enough”, “you’re not productive enough”, “you don’t know enough”, “you’re not worthy of” thoughts and it’s left me feeling foggy and disconnected... and bloated if we’re being totally real.
It’s in these moments I encourage my soul to let my hair down, ditch the bra and makeup, and cook something yummy while I sing along to “The Girl From Ipanema”. I’m a woman. I don’t think like a man, I don’t talk like a man, I don’t communicate like a man...so why do I try to mitigate my needs to get creative just to save time? Why do I set deadlines on myself that go against how I get “into flow”? I’m not sure, but I’m aware of it and I’m going to allow myself to let that shit go.
If you’re feeling a little foggy today, just know you’re not alone. Eat some plants, drink some water, move a little, sleep a little, and breathe a whole lot deeper. Tomorrow’s forecast is a little sunnier. 🌞
ps: new episode of @theblackshorepodcast is live!