To every female

"Little girls with dreams become women with vision."

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With every post, I was reminded that today is International Women's Day.

I thought to myself, "I should write" but didn't feel inspired, so I dismissed the thought.

What a joke.

I didn't know what to write, but I definitely have thoughts on the topic. So, I'm inviting you to my inner dialogue,

be blessed.

Hey. Linds (and any human reading this, for that matter),

You don't have to feel inspired to use your voice.

Put the phone down. Stop comparing yourself. Find what makes you passionate. And promote the hell out of it.

Push past the fear, let go of the shame, and find that place that puts gasoline in your veins and light up this world.

We need you. We need your story.

We need your dreams and we need your vision.

Create safe spaces

Start a discussion, not a fire

That's what will refine this world

and transform it into something beautiful.

You don't need permission to speak. You're here for a reason. You're a game-changer. A trail blazer.

Some will affirm you. Some will judge you. Keep moving forward with confidence to pave the way for the rest of us.

When people preach "the future is female"

Half-true.

The future is One. Always promote the places and spaces that bring both together, that's where Heaven is found.

When we speak "me too" out of hate, there's unresolved healing. That sensitive place is sacred, but that's where Papa resides. It's okay to go there. Healing is worth it.

Fight for Truth.

You may have been victimized, but that doesn't make you a victim. Don't find security in that place, it's a trap and a lie.

Your story is valid. More than that, your story brings healing. When you find that place of transparency and authenticity- vulnerability begets vulnerability. Freedom begets freedom.

True maturity does not look like independence.

By believing this lie, you're actually doing yourself and everyone around you a disservice.

You need community.

Papa is Good. Kind. Loving.

He gives you breath.

True maturity actually looks like total dependence.

In this longtime patriarchal society, many before you believed, preached and lived the lie that we're worthless.

That couldn't be any farther from the truth.

Without your kind, life isn't possible.

You are worthy, seen, beautiful, loved.

So were they. Some of them just weren't awake to it yet.

When you take up your rightful position to fight for the freedoms, you're a gladiator pursuing truth for the generations after you to follow.

Sometimes it feels like the wilderness, but you're planting the seeds while those after you will harvest,

and those after will experience the forest and eat of the fruit.

You're a wildfire vessel

Full of dreams

Full of vision

A passionate voice

on a valuable mission

Keep sprinkling these seeds of Truth like confetti

So they can take root

and bloom

for those after you.

with love,

linds

Also, I did a thing and made you a playlist on Spotify:

Womens day 2k18

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