“No one is going to feel sorry for you; you have to go out there ad be fierce!” Gabby Douglas
I love this quote!
Last summer when I was with my dear friend, who was visiting from NY, we met in Asheville and had a wonderful day. We walked around and looked at the different studios and displays on the Riverwalk. I saw this print that captured my attention. I could really relate to the subject of the image.
It was an image of a young woman standing in front of a full-length mirror, and she seemed to be checking out her makeup or hair, trying to decide if she was alright and ready to go out into her day or maybe on a date. Or maybe she just had an eyelash in her eye or just had her hair trimmed and was looking it over. Or maybe she felt like a square peg trying to fit into society’s round hole. Anyways it looks to me that her thoughts leave her questioning herself and me questioning the image in the mirror.
My questions for her are: what kind of friend and sister and daughter is she? I often ask myself these same questions. That almost constant scrutiny makes me feel uncertain about my relationships and what hidden message am I sending to others. Which is the correct pronoun for this post? Is it she or me?
Or maybe she is trying to discern her reality as an adult woman instead her little inter child the needs recognition and reassurance of her worthiness as a person, value and being loved.
I related to this image because I continually check myself in my mirror. To be honest I am not sure the what or the why I do it. I have always thought it was about insecurity, but maybe it is something else.
Maybe that young woman in the mirror is looking at that place in her soul where there is just a little bit of sadness that plagues her every day, her place of sadness that lacks the clarity to move forward and give life a chance. What is her underlying message that she sends out to others? What are her inspirations and dreams.
I know that I am living a dream I never knew I had. I thought maybe one day I would write a book, but actually had no idea. Today I am thankful I actually have some ideas and that I write daily, not only for myself, but to try to give voice to others that maybe they can’t be put into words about their thoughts and feelings. Either way I feel thankful and blessed. That photo of the girl in the mirror has made me do some reflecting and come to some of my own conclusions about myself and what I am really about. Everything has a purpose and a reason. What is yours?