FUCK PERFECTION

I know sometimes it's hard. We’ve been conditioned to believe the ultimate goal is to be happy all the time, spreading love and light wherever we go. But can we get really really honest here? That’s absolutely fucking ridiculous. It’s not attainable and definitely not sustainable and why on earth would we put that kind of pressure on ourselves? Trying to be happy and perfect 24/7 does not even FEEL good! I’ve tried. 

I’ve tried to forget all the parts of myself I wasn’t so proud of, mistakes I’ve made, even shit that’s happened along the way through no fault of my own. (If you all were under the impression I’ve always been the way I am now, sorry to disappoint-I’ve had quite the sordid past)

I tried to pretend only the most current, most healed part of me was the only part that existed and mattered and held any value. 

Fake it till you make it right?

Fuck, I wish it worked like that. Instead I felt like something was missing. It wasn’t doing more pole tricks, it wasn’t trying to dance sexier, it wasn’t people pleasing to a fault, not even more yoga classes. It was me. 

I was missing from me. The more I ignored the parts I was ashamed of the more ashamed and disconnected I felt. Those parts I hid because I thought were bad were the ones needing attention the most. 

Shame and embarrassment could be met with kindness and love. There was treasure to be found in the darkness as well as the light. 

Can we hold space for our sadness, grief, loss and well as joy and happiness? Can we honor the feelings we try to push away as much as the ones we long for? Can you stay in a place of love for yourself even on your worst days? Can we just say “I hear you, I see you, but you don’t define me” when the icky shit pops up? 

Life is fucking hard. There’s no need to pretend here.

This space exists to honor the whole of you. In fact, we love the messy parts, the awkward parts, and imperfection. Like, we really fucking love it. Don’t cheat yourself out of loving and experiencing all the parts of you. 

We are all walking around with this beautiful duality that makes us who we authentically and uniquely are. That’s what I want to celebrate here. This is not a space to make perfect pole dancers. It’s a space to embrace and express and reconnect with your truest you. And yes that can be scary and yes that can be hard. 

Nothing worth anything in life is all love and light. Neither am I and neither are you. And I think that’s more beautiful than perfection ever could be.