When I was a little girl…

When I was a little girl, I used to play outside for hours by myself and make onion grass potions until the lightning bugs would come out.

And I would sing. Make up songs. And dance in the yard.

Mind you, my parents were going through a really messy divorce; my creative imagination and hopeful-ness has always been my biggest ally.

But, I also remember truly believing that whatever I was making was IT. And I would show it to my mother at the end of the day proudly. And I believed that I had magick within me.

I share this story with you, bc at that age I had this best friend. Her name was Aubrey. She was brilliant, even at that age. I think she went on to be our valedictorian actually. And when she would come over, I would ask if she wanted to make potions with me & we would. Until the lightening bugs came out. And I helped her see her magick, by inviting her to share mine with me.

I share this with you bc the middle of chaos and crisis in my home life, their were so many parts of me that longed to be wild and knew that was actually the secret to surviving really intense times.

When we become adults, we lean so far away from the innate wisdom that lives within us, the grounding things that bring us pleasure, healing….Joy… dirt under our nails and lightness in our hearts.

And we do it to other women we see expressing themselves in a way, that we actually so desperately long for.

We cringe and complain and judge, when really… it’s probably all we want.

I see you.

I’m here to tell you it’s time to dance out in the yard barefoot and make that damn onion grass potion. (Literally or proverbially)

Im here to remind you that pleasure or expression isn’t a reward - it’s a pathway.

In fact, it’s a portal. 🕳️

And I’m here to remind you, when you can’t see that shit, you’re magick, others will see it for you. And show you- with their words, with their bodies and with their actions, so you can REMEMBER it too.

I’m here to remind that the part of you that cringes, clams up or clenches when seeing another woman express themselves, is the exact piece that needs to be shown love.

Because she is so worthy of love, too.

See you soon.
Xoxo
Emily Rose 🌹