Bygone Badass Broads
A friend called me badass yesterday. It was a little bit terrifying. And exhilarating. Actually it was the second time someone called me badass, but the first time happened 3 years ago, I had actually only dared about 1/3rd or possibly 1/16th, or just much much less, of what I’ve dared lately. With the gift of this book for Christmas, I was told to be inspired and to know that I am badass too.
It’s completely cheating to put this book in my Inspiration section without having read more than a) the title, b) the names and c) the incoming compliment. What to do what to do. It’s not an ego call, it’s something else. It’s inspiration, yes. It’s the point of voice. People who have a Voice are still considered badass, and while I’d much prefer that someone else be badass, I also can’t stop what I started now. It’s very interesting getting that occasional kind of feedback, I actually feel a surge …
The truth of it all is that I have always loved badass women, it’s the main reason I became a feminist, decided to go for a Minor in Women’s Studies just for the reading and the ride of it. Women who hold a corner on vulnerability and strength at the same time, and follow intuition to set social justice or something greater than themselves through. That, is badass.
May I just say that receiving this kind of a love gift is particularly meaningful to me because the friend is someone who has seen me fall apart from the exhaustion from It All. A fighter herself, I envy her strength and humor and amazing ability to love everyone in her world. Not just love to be liked, but actually support, engage and lift, change the lives of the people in her life. I feel lucky to have crossed her path. What a weird-path-gift, I didn’t intend on the path where I met her … (See? Nothing happens in a straight line.) I have rarely met anyone who is so completely authentic to herself - in public even - and connects with her outside world so effortlessly. She is continuously aligned, imperfect AND perfect at the same time ... Okay so it helps that she is not a total introvert, but nature aside, her kind of intentional love-work in the world is inspirational.
Spending five minutes with the book so far, the artwork is sensational. I am ridiculously inspired. (Come out, me!) This combined with the content is the perfect thing to pour warm liquid into my heart. What a perfect gift.
Am hugely grateful and inspired by the gift, the words and M, your friendship … xoox