Imagine!

One of the catalysts for this collection of writings and images was viewing a film in which a woman wept tears comprised of a myriad of emotions. 

She said that it was through studying the images of goddesses that she had, for the first time in her life, seen a positive image of-and-for herself. 

That is heart-rendering. Women -- and the fine folks who love, admire, adore, and honor them (YES, I am looking at you!) 

...are often given images/feedback/suggestions/admonishments about how they fall short of some skewed/screwed ideal. Commercial media tantalizes and teases and creates odd and twisted yearnings, working through negation (get rid of that, bind that, hide this). 

Work -- at times -- goes unsung (for everyone). Education brings an acute awareness of…all the things yet to be learned. The things that women have specialized in -- say, oh, creating life, nurturing relationships, celebrating the moment, are esteemed on the abstract level.

 Yet there is often scant institutional/societal support systems in place (i.e. pregnancy leave, child/elder/health care, scheduling conflicts that can bind the working parent).

In short, how about the message -- which is obvious, but sometimes the obvious is astounding--

 That each woman -- and man -- and child  (and every lovely sentient being seeking to express gender in her/his own individual fashion), is perfect, as is. 

This includes dust on the windowsill, the dissertation-in-progress monopolizing the desk, the hot chocolate stain on the duvet. Furgetaboutit! You are vibrant, interesting, unique, fascinating, funny, energetic, quirky and truly marvelous just the way you are. 

That's the fun (and funny) thing they don't always tell you. In goddess imagery/stories/anecdotes, the divine entities have desires, dreams, idiosyncrasies, flaws, and strengths and virtues. Divine my the merit of existence.

Don't change a thing...unless you want to. Stand up. Shout. Sing. Dance. Be the glorious, gorgeous, delicious being that you are. Blow your own horn! 

Plant the garden, pick the flowers. Be. Beautiful.

Kudos!