It had started with a word
She wasn't exactly sure where it had come from
From her Higher Self maybe
Or a guardian angel
Source.....
Authentic
It had struck her at the time
As she sat contemplating in her circle
It arrived strong and loud
Not loud for the world to hear, just her
She had decided that this would be her mantra
Her key word for the year
It felt right, good, fitting
Authentic
Now months later, she contemplated it again
Things had changed for her
She had expanded, opened, blossomed
She revisited her mantra
What did it actually mean
How did it present itself in her life
It was more than taking a selfie without any makeup
More than a photo in a forest
With her best dress on and new shoes
It was about getting her feet dirty
As she sat in communion with Mother Earth
It was about the food she fed her glorious body
It was about the way she showed up for herself
Every day
It was about being vulnerable with others
Showing her truth in the way she lived
Speaking her truth, knowing that those wanting to listen
Would come
It was about honouring her emotions
Allowing the flow of feelings to wander
She thought back to a day at school
She remembered a comment made by a teacher
As she left the room, was she meant to hear it
It wasn't kind, it had played on her mind for days
All she had wanted was to express herself
But she wasn't like the others, she didn't quite fit
So she squashed it, put it in a box in her heart
And left it there for decades, gathering dust
But now, she dusted it off and said to hell with it
I am enough, I am me
She shook off the doubt and ruffled her unruly hair
Smiled at herself, as she looked into the depths of her eyes
Witnessed her truth reflected back to her
Authentic......
She felt that in her heart
The deep love of all that surrounded her
The joy of just being, being her
For that was all she could be
All she wanted to be
And that was more than enough