I didn't use to. But now I do.
Women. Women aren't fragile. We think are. We cringe at critique. We shine in the light. We hide in the dark. We think we are but we aren't.
Give us a pen and 15 minutes of quiet and we'll tell you what we think.
We'll reveal our shortcomings.
We'll reveal your short comings. Women.
The women of our group.
All shades of women. All sizes of women. All ages of women. All colors of women. All tastes of women.
Sad women. Abused women. Honest women. Vulnerable women.
Women who forgot their power. Women who come on too strong. Women who are fed up. Women with small children. Women who are in love. Women falling out of love.
We have many differences. Different experiences. Different footprints. Different gifts. Different women.
I see these women.
I love where they're at wherever they're at. I love who they are. Whoever they are. I love what they're looking for. Whatever they're looking for. I love what they've found. Whatever they've found.
I'm one of them. I'm a part of these women. These women are a part of me.
I never knew this before.
I'm grateful to each and every one of these women.
More than a few are my friends.
Maybe all of them.
Wow women. Powerful voices. Powerful spirits. Powerful truths.
Truths that lie in their vulnerability. Truths that lie in their wisdom. Truths that lie in their genius. Truths that lie in their humor.
Revealing. Artists. Ruthless. Powerful. Dark. Abandoned. Mysterious. Bright. Sensitive. Misunderstood. Confused. Determined. Enlightened. Empty. Clueless.
Pissed off. Filled up. Turned around. Thought provoking.
Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.