Be A Flamingo In A Flock Of Pigeons

Recently someone slid into my DM’s to call me inauthentic. This person, who's never met me, said I share in a bid to make others feel jealous and unworthy.

It hit me in the gut - ESPECIALLY as my core value is ‘’life - real AS FUCK''. And when I expressed this ouch they said it must be true as if it wasn’t then it wouldn’t hit a nerve.

I disagree.

On every level, with every sentiment this person so poorly delivered, I disagree.

You see, dear child, let me give you a lesson on what I can do.

I can be here, trying build a life in Ireland + miss New Zealand with every fibre of my being every single day.

I can climb all the mountains + straight up chill in my jammies for days on end.

I can be content + confused.

I can eat a vegan diet for animals, sustainability & the environment + get my tofu from China.

I can meditate & pray + still get frustrated + attached.

I can be mind strong + heart soft.

I can be confident + humble.

I can be the most extroverted person in the room + hibernate for 48hrs to fill me back up.

I can stand in my courage + be petrified of being frightened.

I can be wolf + woman.

I can be deep as the ocean + light as a feather.

I can love myself fiercely + sometimes hate the decisions I make.

I can be all these things because I allow myself to be. I cannot define myself so the very thought of someone else thinking they can define me blows my mind.

I am a contradiction, I am a paradox. My authenticity comes from my acknowledgment + unwavering acceptance of these sides of me. My shadow + my light. My yin + my yang. My good + my bad. 

I am this mish-mash + I live with it proudly. I do so to show others that ‘’boxed in, orderly’’ life is BS - a mere attachment to a unrealistic societal expectation.

I live in the grey. I am a chameleon + I change + I grow + I evolve + I take one step forward + 10 steps backward.

But don’t worry your little head, dear child. 

I am not wavering on my authenticity, I am simply doing the tango.