Hair there?
Recently I had a seemingly difficult conversation with my partner.
I had thought** everything through that I needed to say and before I had even broached the subject with said partner I had already created a big ole mountain out of a mole hill. To the point that I was sweating and trying to convince myself that this subject didn’t need to be spoken about after all.
**sidenote: If I had dropped my awareness from my head to deeper in my body there would have been less of a tug of war what do I do and more of a YES this is what needs to be done
In the end I knew it did need to be discussed. It had aspects of me and aspects of us that needed to be shared, acknowledged, and felt. And not talking about it was making me go slowly insane.
Finally I said 123 go and asked my partner to hold space for me.
I shared about my underarm hair growth and how it made me feel wild. How, when he moved to Belize for 6 months I only shaved the day before I would be seeing him. I told him that I wanted him to know I wasn’t ¨giving up¨ or getting ¨too comfortable¨ in our relationship but that I was just coming into more of the person I always was.
I told him my truth and it set me free.
Instead of all the arguments and shaming I had(prior to actual discussion) enacted in my head, the conversation went down as a declaration of myself and an honoring from my partner. He said he respected what makes me feel good.
Now, this isn’t really about armpit hair. I am not saying to grow or not grow your pit hair. Or that if you do your partner will be ok with it. He might hate it.
What I am saying is that your truth matters. Whatever that may be.
When the whole of who you truly are bubbles inside until it erupts into a woman that looks and acts and is a mirror image of the inner you. That is when you become a sovereign empowered goddess.
Some may not even recognize this woman.
and because of the way that we have been raised, what we have been taught to believe, and the boxes that we have built around us sometimes that eruption of self is too brilliant for others to accept.
Stepping out of boxes and into your unique form takes guts. It takes bravery to show the real you and then to stand in your power.
But it also takes listening to your inner wisdom to know who you are and who you are not.
My armpit hair is just another embodiment of my Essence. It makes me feel primal and of the earth. It creates a powerful connection to wild woman, to the woman who doesn’t meet all of societies rules, to the HER that wont go back in the boxes.
Maybe next week I will shave it all off because I desire to. That is the beauty of living in your truth. You do you baby.
First step in this journey is curiosity- do you have a niggle of something that aches to be seen, a part of you that you have been hiding away for fear of rejection, or being seen as too muchness, or not enoughness?
Ask the questions and then listen to the answers.
Your body knows best.
