I’m just going to come right out and own it – I’m a bitch!
And proud of it.
For as long as I can remember I’ve looked at the idea of being a ‘nice girl’ and feeling bile rise up my throat.
Because according to my cultural definition of being a ‘nice girl’ I had to shut the fuck up and do what I’m told – without question.
I had to look pretty but not expose too much skin because that would make me a slut.
I had to decorate myself with lace but not tattoos because that would make me evil.
I had to speak in a demure manner and never curse because that would make me disrespectful and mean.
And I would NEVER EVER speak my truth without a million filters in case I possibly caused a painful reaction in the person who listened to my words.
In other words – I had to be an ornament, not an instrument of change.
And that my Darling, is not what I signed up for in this lifetime.
I signed up to experience a system of conformity and oppression so I could choose freedom.
I signed up to experience a culture where others could mutilate our bodies, our minds, rip out our hearts and we just had to take it silently and then paint on a pretty smile with Chanel lipstick and make them shine so I could find the beauty in my scars, my bruises, my blood and wear it with pride.
I signed up to disrupt the status quo by demanding people think for themselves and live through conscious choice.
And yes, sometimes, ripping off the band-aid hurts like hell!
Sometimes speaking my truth so raw and unfiltered that it penetrates the ego is not a pretty thing to witness.
I don’t get an ounce of joy in the pain of others.
But personally I would rather bleed profusely for a moment and release the poison from my veins than to die a slow death of existence.
At this stage of my life, my love for others simply overrides any need for me to be liked.
Now, some women get to do all of this and more through sweet caresses and soft whispers, and I’m thrilled that we get to each bring our unique flavour to the world as our people respond differently to different stimuli.
Me, I don’t have patience to wipe ass.
I don’t have the voice of a canary that sings hypnotic melodies.
Instead, I roar my pain into the darkness understanding that my warriors heed my call and take up their swords to join the fight.
I am a warrior!
I am a fighter!
I am a bitch!
And I’m proud of it.
For too long have we been silenced because we sound different to the good girls.
For too long have we played by the rules carved out by those who would not have their authority questioned as it would highlight how selfish and fucked up most of their decisions are.
For too long have the bitches put on granny panties and blush lipstick, thinking their words to death, watering down their passion.
I’m taking a stand for YOU today to burn those offending cotton ‘ouma’ nappies, to put on the ‘Slut Red’ lipstick and to say it the way you see it.
Will you piss some people off?
Only if you’re doing it whole-heartedly.
Will you have the fakes running for the hills?
Faster than you can say ‘peanut-butter-jelly-time’.
Will you feel authentic?
For the first time in your life, yes!
But it comes down to what YOUR truth, YOUR purpose, YOUR mission is.
What I do take a stand for is you being authentically you.
Warts and all.
So today I ask you – who would you be if you didn’t give a shit about what others think or say about you?
What would your message be?
What would your voice sound like?
What would you wear?
What would you eat?
Who would you surround yourself with?
How big an impact would you be making?
You get to do you on your own terms.
If you have the brass ovaries.
For only death is inevitable
Thriving truly is a choice.
With love always,
PS: I believe that within each of us there lives a lover and a bitch.
Both of these are powerful.
Both of these are necessary.
Especially if you’re building an empire of impact.
Yet how often do you meet a woman who has her bitch under lock and key, struggling to succeed because charming them with honey doesn’t always get the desired results.
I believe as an empress there’s a time to be the queen, there’s a time to be the lover, and there’s a time to be the warrior.
It is when we masterfully blend these that business and life flows.
If you’re curious about how this will look in your life, what the mindset of an empress will do for your success, what difference a little bit of discipline and accountability will make for you, then book your free consult today and let’s get you seeing your possibility to thrive!