as i mature & grow more comfortable in my skin, i notice the silly things that i hang onto, that i need to let go of. things like, caring about how other folks perceive me. this has been a sad burden that i've been carrying from childhood & i think i've grown so weary of it through the years that i'm ready to lighten up & laugh it away from me. it is funny, the ridiculous lessons that we put ourselves through. but it is good, because of how much we needed to learn them in the first place.

that being said, i have also grown into a person who seeks truth, wholeheartedly. i identify with the word rebel, because rebelling is required when it comes to rejecting lies in order to embrace the shining truth. so i can be rebellious, in many ways, yes! radical means to originate from the "root" source of a thing. can i save myself the energy & just be real? this is how i connect rebel, radical & self love together.

where i live, winter is losing her voice. birdsongs are waking me up. tree branches are flirting with their buds. colorful life is revealing itself to us again & i am so inspired to do the same. i love my brown legs with their fine black hairs. when they catch the sunlight, i think they're especially pretty. i love the feeling of a warm breeze blowing on my legs, i can feel it playfully ruffling through my leggy womban hairs. it feels sweet! & when i've shave my arm pits, the baldness just looked odd to me. so i don't do that anymore.

i realize that for the most part, our society has been programmed to view a woman's natural body as disturbing, unnatural & in dire need of grooming. my mother did not raise me this way. therefore, i've always had a conflict going on between how i feel about my natural body & what the world outside expects of it. i always loathed the idea of "giving in" to expectations, but i was also uncomfortable with other people's reactions. my solutions were to just cover up. i'd wear jeans instead of a comfy skirt. or threw on a light cardigan over my tang top. silly, but this is how i existed in both worlds. i believe that this type of camouflage has really drained me. so, i'm done with that.

with or without the hairs that grow on my human body, i feel beautyfull. obviously, i am way more fond of just being happy with my natural self...so...i'm ready for the revealing. & i figure that it is good for folks to get used to the vision of a woman's natural body. i'm ready to bloom.