Reminders
Because this summer she will remember some things…
There comes a time in a magical girl’s life, where she has to put her electric pink go-go boots down. Figuratively and literally. As well as within her own mind. So she remembers how she really wants to show up on this planet earth—true to herself and honoring the path in life she values the most.
So, here is a fairy-infused, magical trusty list-essay of reminders for me (and you, my love)!
I'm going to slow down even more when someone tells me to "hurry up" in my own life. As they say: “Be so ffr” *insert dirty look*. As if it’s not one big, beautiful responsibility enough as it is to be alive.
I’m going to take small steps: I’m going to sip my tea from a giant mug bigger than my face. I’m going to skip around the house in my pjs singing the powerpuff girls theme song; because *insert background music* fighting crime trying to save the world still slaps. And what are they going to do? Like what on this wonderful summer day, on this lovely green earth, are they gonna freaking do about it?
I will press pause on my music app, just to adjust my jeans so I don’t have a wedgie later. I will take my time when I do it. I’ll tilt my head back when I do, to feel the sun on my face, to slowly tuck the edge of my pink underwear back into my blue jeans. I’ll flip my hair while I’m at it too, because so what?
So long as the name engraved on the front door on the house that is my life is my own name, there’s really nothing any Tom-Bob-Mary-Cooper-Mr & Mrs Whatever can do about it.
Case adjourned.
I’m going to trust my intuition, until I get new information. And if my head hurts, and I’m under the weather, I will give my self 2-3 business days before making a decision. So that I am at peace and rested. A clear mind serves me well.
I will say no. I will practice saying it. In all the tones. Then I will settle on a tone that I like the best, and use it freely.
I will talk to friends who know me well, because if they don’t know me, well, what will I even say? Exactly.
If I dont want to share, I will not share.
I will bounce back. After a scoop of ice cream and a campy movie, I will bounce back.
My opinion is the most important one in making my life decisions. I will turn to ask myself: “What do you want, my love?” “How are you feeling?” “Do we need to journal? Do we need to Pray?” “Remind me of your values again, love?” “Does this align? “What do you think, love?” Yes, all very kindly, with warmth and patience. Because I am listening, I am listening to myself.
That. That right there above; I will listen to myself.
I will pray more. Because there’s a lot to pray about.
I will tell someone how they need to start treating me, or I will walk away from them. Yes. It’s just that deep and I am thoroughly bothered. Mixed signals and bad vibes belong in cop movies and reality tv edits, only. Not my life. I want peace or nothing. Always.
If I’m tired, then I am tired and I will rest. Go back to the very first reminder. I am not “lazy” or “lacking”. I am taking “her sweet ever loving time.” Which she (me) has more than enough of. (And doesn’t need your permission/opinion on how to use it.)
I will say yes to what I want and no to what I don’t want. And I will repeat that to myself everyday.
I will buy the shoes I like, wear the dress I like, tie the bow in my hair that I like. I will put on my butterfly clips and shiny, cherry lip gloss. I will walk past the haters, in my fairy attire, every single day; head high, laughing my little-but-loud bubble laugh. Because with all this campy girly magical goodness, who even are “they”??? The only approval that matters is my own, and if it makes them upset, even better. I wish them nothing but the very best in life.
My empathy is not immature. My self expressions belong to me—a very natural belonging. Crying when I’m sad or giggling when I’m happy is God’s gift to me, fr. I’m so grateful I can show up in all my emotions, with all my feelings intact; conscious of how I connect with the world. <3
I can protect myself. I can stand up for myself. So, I will protect myself, I will stand up for myself. I have a right to live and breathe as myself just as much as everyone else on this earth does.
I am not “always being dramatic”. And if I am being dramatic, so what? Who exactly is coming for me rn? In my own fairy time? In my own bedroom??
I will treat others how I want to be treated. Unless they’re nasty. Then well, all bets are off…I’m kidding. If they’re nasty, I’ll take a deep breath and walk away: there’s so much magic to explore! I will take my time and energy elsewhere. <3
I will keep writing my fairytales and building my magical world and whimsy stories. And of course, this beautiful imaginarium <3. I hope more magical girlies and leading ladies find it, and find themselves at home in it, very soon.
Let’s look forward to a summer full of who we really are and what we really want. I hope we both set ourselves free. Chin up babe, you got this.
lots of fairy love, *cue heartfelt ballad*
xx
Anastasia
