Back in the day when the terms 'Goddess' and 'Priestess' made me flinch or squirm just a little (like embracing the word 'artist' which took me three years to adjust after I added it to my multi-passionate -preneurial descriptors and my website etc) and when those words still gave me the 'inner eye roll' (just like whenever I heard the term "self care"), I got inspired by a friend's photograph edits and decided to make a Priestess Portrait of myself by having fun with filters and layering on effects using whatever photo editing apps I happen to have on my iphone at the time.
Let me just give you a moment to look at this photo and see how it makes you feel. How you feel about the woman you see. Do you like the effects? Or would you for lots of light and sparkles? heaps of colours?
For me, this process was a powerful one, largely because I didn't get 'dressed up' or prepare for it at all. There and then, the moment inspiration struck, I went into the kitchen where there was sunlight, I propped the phone against something (I didn't have my tripod back then), and I stood in front of the macrame plant pot hanger (see the plant back there?) and set the timer. For some reason I chose to frame my face with my hands like that, beaming energy toward the camera. No multiple poses, just the first one because it wasn't blurry.
And, cue the filters. My hair was scraped back and not particularly fetching that day and my clothes were cleaning clothes because it was a day of housework and gardening if memory serves. My roots were overdue and so I had a good cm or two of white-grey hair showing clearly against the dark brown.
And none of that matters.
So right now, are you make-up free and blotchy? Is your hair in need of washing? Are you sweaty?
Hear this. None of that matters.
None of that matters because the Goddess, the Priestess, your Divinity, is inside of you. always.
None of that matters because my ability to harness my inner Goddess - my ability to claim the word Priestess - does not depend on me running barefoot with wolves, wearing feathers in my hair and long flowing gowns, or skimpy leather tarzan-esque tribal gear either - as my Pinterest boards would have me believe.
I have gather those photographs together, and I am drawn to images of wild and natural women, because of HOW THOSE IMAGES MAKE ME FEEL.
I have this photograph printed off and stuck into the front cover of my Danielle LePorte 2018 Planner which says on the front What I will do today to feel the way I want to feel. This photograph serves as reminder when I use my planner. As if I am keeping myself anchored to my more magnificent self. Asking myself to reach higher. To maintain higher standards (not to seek 'perfection' but to ask more of myself because I can trust myself to step up and be more capable that I ever gave myself credit for, to make change in this world and to step into my highest destiny instead of letting fear and resistance run the show).
The end result of my experimenting with filters here, has been that I am able to see myself with new eyes, literally through a different filter/lens/perspective. I am able to see the potential in me, when I do choose to step into my power, and because I know all about the scruffy clothing and the grey roots, I am also able to see every-day-me. The woman who everyone else around me will view differently depending on their own lenses and filters and histories. And their past experiences of interacting with me.
I need not let myself remain tied to other people's visions of who I am, anymore than I need imprison myself in my own old definitions of myself and how good and loveable and capable I am.
My opinion of myself and my ability to love myself has increased no end this past few years, and my ability to shake off that feeling which so many of us carry deep beneath the surface,
"I am not good enough and probably never will be"
"I am not______ (loveable/capable/kind/nice/powerful) enough"
has also improved to the extent that I no longer have an inferiority complex. I no longer put people on pedestals, and I trust myself and my inner guidance so very much more.
The array of things which has helped me get to this (ever improving, never ending) place, include (but are not limited to):
Yes it is mysterious.
No there is no set path for you on this journey - not even if you join us today and follow the curriculum Vanessa Sage has created for us.
Really, it is far more about learning to become comfortable and at ease with NOT knowing. With uncertainty. Hence the word Mystery!
If there were no mystery, there would be no Priestess.
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If you would like to share your Priestess Portrait with me, or share your own relationship with the words, Goddess, Priestess, Self Care, Artist, or any other power-full, and potentially triggering labels to lay claim to, and take ownership of, I would love to know.
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We are all lighthouses, shining our lights and, in turn, guiding others Home to their greatness too. Shine Your Light Bright One! xxx