Unbecoming to become…

Maybe becoming is actually unbecoming…letting go of all of the things that are not you so your truth can rise to the surface and shimmer similarly to calm water under late afternoon sun.

You know…that afternoon golden glow that glistens across water as the world slows down from its busy day.

One thing I feel to be true is by the time you reach middle age, you’ve done a lot of unbecoming by letting go of many things others have given you to carry.

For me, I no longer worry how I will be perceived by other women. That doesn’t mean I’m not interested in their thoughts and ideas and suggestions…it means I am okay with being me AND I’m okay with them just being them. I’m grateful for it, actually…it’s just so refreshing. So wonderful.

We’re way past the time in which all of our friends look, act and dress like one another. We’ve entered the age of seeking authenticity. I love being in a room with women who come from different places- not just geographically, but socially, religiously, educationally and monetarily. There’s real magic in being able to fully connect with someone and build a lifetime of friendship with a foundation of differences. I am absolutely intrigued by letting go of my own lens and looking through theirs.

One of the best things about living in Florida is that not many of its locals are actually local. Most were born elsewhere or are first generation. Folks from all over the world call this place home. And it is so lovely to soak them in one by one- with strands of what they share with me becoming a part of my soul’s fabric. The food, language, customs, religion, holidays…all of it. I love all of it.

And I love that those closest to me have accepted me for whatever I am to them…flaws and all.

There’s no doubt mean girl syndrome is out of style by this age…way out of style. Being around other women who lift with encouragement, understanding and grace is what I seek. And I do hope others who seek the same find that in me, with full acknowledgement that like anyone, I am not for everyone. And that’s okay, too…

So, wherever you are reading my little hobby blog, thank you for supporting me as I put myself out there! It is my hope that you keep pecking away at your keyboard, too. Keep doing what you love without worry of what others will think.

Keep being vulnerable in ways that fill your margarita cup (and theirs!) and sip patiently while you wait for the forthcoming shimmer on the water with an understanding that sometimes unbecoming is all you need to become.

Cheers!