A Manifesto for the Woman Creator.
You are a powerful creator, born to create. You own the wisdom to know yourself, your art, and your purpose. You have everything you need in you.
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Chelsey Reardon
I Choose to Be a Woman of Consequence and Distinction. {poetry}
I choose messy hair over tidy rooms.
I’d rather wake up honoring that feeling I get in my gut
when it tells me something’s not right for me.
We Choose When and How Brightly We Burn for Our Own Lives.
And when we do choose, we need to make no apologies for those choices. I’ve got years of fear and guilt I’m living under.
Where Love Is, Fear Rides Shotgun.
Fear can make us stay when we’re supposed to move, it can make us leave when we’re supposed to stay. Fear can make us run. It can paralyze us. It makes things complicated. It is the thing that makes you question all yo’ shit. It can make us forget that we love ourselves.
On Manifesting Money And Taming Egos.
If a good man falls into your world, and you operate like you’re unworthy of his time and attention, he’s probably not going to carve out a permanent corner of his heart for you. He’s going to walk away full speed, and he’s going to keep moving until he finds the woman who says, “This is what I ...
When Love Doesn’t Stay And Soul Mates Walk Out.
I was unstoppable. If there was a word stronger than unstoppable, I would probably use that. Just insert the strongest word you know. That was me. Then life hit me upside the head, and then right in the chest, with a challenge. It came in the form of a dark-skinned beaut of a man who climbed ...
I’m Not Saying That Eating Ants Is Sexy: Ode To The Wild & Free Female.
Your choices -- down to what you eat in the morning, to how you honor your body, to the sex you don’t have, to the run you choose to take, to the money you make and the money you don’t make, to the zone of comfort you choose to step out of -- those choices are your lifeline to change.
Be Recklessly Lovely & Show The World You Give A F*ck.
It’s not always easy to be recklessly lovely. Actually, it can be hard as hell. Some people light up at the brief and rare run-in with a pleasant interaction. It’s a beautiful thing. Others act like dicks.
I Will Raise My Daughter To Be A Goddess, Not A Doormat. {poetry}
I will teach my daughter to have faith in many things.
Let her know that God is not a requirement.
I will teach her that the gender of whom she loves is up to her,
And that she decides whom she spends her life with.