Value of a woman...

Recently, I have been noticing how women value themselves. As wives, significant others, mothers, sisters, daughters, employees. Every moment of every day we negotiate our worth on this bat-shit crazy planet. In the age of Oprah, it's nice to say that we are being true to our 'authentic' self. Sounds nice when it comes out of her mouth. On tv. But do you actually believe it?

I have seen women in my family try to find their worth through the so-called love of a man/boy. Time & time again, he leaves, cheats, hits, etc. and there you are with a broken soul and a couple of kids to raise by yourself. Why would he think you're priceless if you put up with the bullshit because he's probably the best you will ever get. Really? Women that jump from one man to another (same basic loser just in a different package) because they are afraid of being alone or that no one will love them. Hmmm...maybe because you don't love/value yourself? It's called soul-love sweetheart. Google it.

Every time we put ourselves down because we're not smart/pretty/thin/whatever enough, we are literally pissing on the graves of our great-grandmothers' who endured being a 2nd class citizen so we wouldn't have to. I'd like to think that we have carried over some wisdom from past lives; hard lessons learned. We have the right to vote. Our great-gma's didn't. We have jobs, run businesses, raise babies on our own, buy real estate, fix cars, etc. -- all things that would have been scandalous 200 years ago. We are supposed to be an evolving species. But are we? Right now, a woman is being beaten and told she is worthless. Right now, a woman is trading sex for drugs. Right NOW, a teenage girl is having a baby so she will have somebody that loves her. Because none of them value themselves.

I'm not here trying to act like I have it all together. I don't. It took me a long time to come to this 'not-so-crazy' place within me. It wasn't until I stopped believing all the lies that insecure people were barfing at me and started listening to my intuition and hearing what my soul was telling me. I have worth. I am important. I have a specific purpose for this time around that only I can fulfill. And my soul is beautiful.

So on this Mother's Day, no abuse. No hitting, no 'stupid bitch' name-calling, no telling yourself that you don't deserve it or he's the best you can get. YOU ARE the best you can get. Now, go on with your fine ass and do something spectacular!

You are worth it:)

♥old wise woman