Honour my inner Goddess

to start this one. And I know exactly where I need to begin…..

Funnily enough, after writing my last entry I went out shopping with my mum for her wedding dress. She found her dress and so did I. I ended up spending the most I’ve ever spent on an outfit before. Mum was a bit concerned, but I feel it was worth every penny because it makes me feel beautiful and makes me think of Aphrodite. I can’t wait to wear it.

This goal has been a lot about feeling feminine for me. I’m the kind of girl that lives in jeans and sneakers. However, the country is in the middle of one of the hottest summers on record. It just hasn’t been practical to wear that kind of clothing. Over the last month I have acquired two very lovely skirts and unearthed another two out of my cupboard. And I’m enjoying wearing them; I’m finding that it makes me feel a bit more feminine and like I am honouring my inner Goddess.

I also wore my lovely moonstone earrings instead of my usual sleepers today and a total stranger complimented me on them.

It has been a while since I really connected with my inner Goddess, so I took some time out this evening. I had a nice long soak in the bath, which was followed by a moment of realisation. I am often dogged by uncertainty, fear and pain. But underneath that, I am powerful. I simply forget that sometimes.

It has been raining on and off this afternoon… just lightly, but enough to wet the earth and make it smell nice. I took a quick, barefooted stroll through my garden this evening and was amazed by the vista of stars overhead.

I shaved my legs, moisturized everything, and painted my toes and fingers. They look so pretty in there wonderful red state.

Paint my toe nails, finger nails, condition my hair after I color it and get rid of those nasty silver roots. and celebrate what a goddess I truely am. Yeah me.

looking for my inner Goddess. I know she is there I hear her screaming at me from time to time. I just need to move her from the inside to the outside and show everyone that I truely am a goddess.

I had my first Goddess Night tonight. I hadn’t planned to. I’d been working hard on my essay today and I decided to have a bath tonight as a reward. Then my inner Goddess kicked in, insisting I take the book on Animal Symbolism along with me and issuing a further stream of commands: exfoliate before you get in and again before you get out, shave those legs, ooo… it’s time to try out that cleansing mask, and make sure you moisturise your entire body when you get out.

Not only does my skin feel lovely and smooth, but I feel more present in the moment and the tummy ache that had been troubling me this afternoon (probably stress and bad eating habits) has quietened down.

I did a bit of pondering about this today. It seemed to me that what I need to do is to instate a “Goddess night” perhaps once a month. I’m thinking long soaks in the bath with candles and a good book. Also a chance to slow down and get to know this Goddess, find out what she might like.

There’s also something here about reclaiming power.

I’ve been doing a bit of a review of my goals lately and wondering just what it would take for me to be happy in marking this as done. I don’t know the answer yet, but I know that I still strongly associate this goal with being a bit more feminine, maybe pampering my body more… actually, yeah, that’s it, more than necessarily being more feminine.

Anyway, I certainly want to have a think about it a bit longer. This goal could be a lot of fun if I let it.