If you told me a year ago I’d be traveling across the country to put the last pieces of my business together, that I’d be venturing out of my comfort zone, in order to move my dreams to reality, I wouldn’t believe you.
But here I am, on a wild woman’s journey. Brave enough to stand up and say yes, bold enough to try, and willing enough to leave my fears behind.
It’s torture to leave my children and do this for myself. Add in the frenzy of condemnation… both verbally and energetically from the people who say they love me, and you have a recipe for raw emotional pain. It’s excruciating to ask my husband, my parents, and friends to step into this role so I can venture out and find myself. I knew it was the unfavorable choice.
I felt the burden, the weight of judgment. Scorned with lashing tongues and dismissed by misunderstanding ears. I’m viewed, essentially as the crazy person, or the neglectful mom or the irresponsible parent to sign on for this retreat.
If I’m being honest, after a while, I started to feel like a crazy person.
But this was a chance to gain a piece of myself strewn across the planet. The fragments of me are ‘out there’ and I won’t settle until I’ve found them all. This was what it looked like to say yes to my soul. To choose my well- being and facilitate my growth as a person.
The quiet whispers and silent expectations of motherhood worked against me. There’s a standing belief that we, as women, should give our needs away the moment children arrive in our lives. And while my heart is filled as mom, my spirit craves to dance out there in the great unknown.
I stand on the threshold of this belief and challenge anyone who says, it’s not okay to answer both calls.
To so many people (women), I represent a defect, an abnormality. I battled the social norms and defied expectations. I knew ‘they’ were out there judging me. Everyone has an opinion…. Including myself.
It took me so long to get here because of the illusions I built around mothering. I knew If I took time for my inner work, time to heal, time to create, time to understand my process, I’d be isolated. Because completing these tasks should NEVER impede my role as mom.
This is what we’ve been handed, as women. We’ve been handed down this belief that saying yes to motherhood means saying no to our hearts desires.
And I’m here to tell you, I don’t believe that anymore.
It’s okay to say yes to motherhood, to wifehood, and to womanhood. It’s okay to ask for support, even if it’s met with resistance. It’s okay. Say yes, to all of it.
Here I am, faced with an opportunity to move my dreams to reality and I am expected to say no? Why? Does it make me less of a mom? Less of a person? My heart sank when I realized, those I loved no longer stood in my corner. I infringed upon some sort of dysfunctional paradigm and sparked waves of discomfort through them all.
I felt the deck stacked against me, felt the rolling eyes and shivers of sighing breathes down my back… and I said yes despite it all.
Thankfully, I knew myself well enough, to go anyway. I believed in me when no one else did. I trusted this journey, followed my deep desire for adventure, and pursued my dreams.
I didn’t feel bad about leaving it “all” behind to go find myself. I’m a better mother, a better wife, a better person for doing so. And I’ll settle for nothing less than the pursuit of developing my endlessly sensitive soul.
The scariest part, I genuinely didn’t know if this was “destiny” or another failed attempt to resurrect my business. But that’s the beauty of life, right? I’d rather die trying than wondering what could have been.
I left the certainty of home, unaware of what waited on the other side. I’m living on hope, trusting my intuition, and answering a persistent call.
I know there are many out there who support me and many more who do not, and this is what it really means to say yes to motherhood. This is what it means to awaken to the truth. People’s opinions of you change when you become a mom, it’s jarring but it’s real.
To those who snub my journey I say, at least I’m courageous enough to try, even if it means I might fail.
I’m here to say; I believe in me. More importantly, I believe in the power of women. I believe there’s an incredible opportunity to support each other while we strive for our goals. To move away from mommy wars, inspire one another and step into our bond as mother goddesses.
I believe in the beauty and fullness of motherhood. But ‘mom’ is just one part of me, not all of me, and I must follow my heart wherever it takes me.
If you’re out there, wondering with your dreams in your hands, deciding if it’s the right time, I see you. I was there, for too long, unable to move forward, unwilling to try.
There is no right time. No right way. The time is now, there’s no sense in waiting because you may not have another chance to follow your path.
No one is going to tell you to go into the world and find yourself. So go anyway. Go. No matter what people think, no matter how scared you think you are, go out there and answer the call. It’s better than standing still… go forward into the unknown and step into your destiny. You’ll never regret choosing you, but you may live to regret all the ways people held you back in the name of fear.
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