Irreverence

Irreverence

I put myself on my alter today because

it’s time to stop apologizing for my power

it’s time to stop minimizing my strength, my beauty, my intelligence.

I put myself on my altar today because

it’s time to honor and respect all that I am

it’s time to remember I am more than I think.

I put myself on my alter today

so that I can revere the qualities of my own expression

so that I can celebrate the tenderness of my own heart

so that I can value my own gifts.

I put myself on my altar today because 

I practice in the Tantric way.

To worship the Goddess, you must become the Goddess.

I put myself on my altar today because

it’s time to own my shame

it’s time to sit beside the infinite expressions of beauty and courage

as one of them not an error or a mistake.

I will never know everything

I will never be perfect

I will always be broken and full of fault

But today, I can be enough to be holy.

I counted my face among the divine because

It’s time.

We all have so much self critique, shame, embarrassment, so much anger, grief, and rage.  We all harbor such harsh ideas about ourselves, and strive to remedy our imperfection.  I KNOW this space so well.  We feel that if we can “get it right” we will be worthy of love, respect, value. And, we worry if we aren’t careful we will lose our humility, become conceited, selfish, oppressive and misdirected. This is a love poem to myself, a way to gather all of the broken and imperfect parts of me into a space that is worthy of reverence.  Every single one of us is a miracle AND a mess. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. What would change if we came to call it all sacred? If we gave it all the respect of time, listening, breath, and willingness?  I don’t know that much would change, but something might.  So, I am going to start close in (@davidjwhyte), with myself.  With all of my tendencies to feel never enough, never worthy, never perfect, and one by one, I will bow my head in respect to the sweetness beneath all of the shit.  I hope you will join me.