The Day is March 8. The year is 2021. AND THAT REALLY JUST BLOWS MY MIND.

Last week I took a financial freedom challenge for 5 days with Nadav Wilf, and more than anything, I’m feeling really empowered. I am challenging myself to be more mindful of my word choice because our language shapes our reality, and to continuously remind myself that structure creates freedom.

That last part is something that I historically have poo pooed because the very idea of structure made my want to crawl into a hole and stay there for a very long time. But lately, I’m growing. And my mind is expanding, and it feels really good. I love growth. I welcome growth. And I welcome new, more efficient, more abundant ways of living into my life. It’s fun.

After the financial course, I headed to Houston to see one of my best friends from high school, and we had a ball. Just an absolute blast. I hadn’t been back to Houston since I moved away from there in 2017. I loved seeing old friends and seeing the city from a different lens. Food, delicious. People, welcoming. Neighborhoods, adorable. I loved it.

Now, I’m back and ready to show up as my best self this week. Perfect timing too because… IT’S WOMEN’S DAY.

I’m not big on “National xyz days”, but today, I will relish in the opportunity to write a love letter from my pussy to all the women on this spinning planet that we all call home. I’m going to just free flow, so it will likely be a mix of poetry, inspirational speech, rambles about patriarchy, and whatever else I think belongs in a love letter to all the women on the planet.

Dear womxn,

Oh baby youuuuu. You got what I need.

And more importantly, you’ve got what YOU need.

Right inside you.

Right in front of you when you look in the mirror.

Right in your grasp when you squeeze on your body.

Right in your intuition when you get THAT feeling.

Right in your energy.

Right in your power.

YOU have what you need to live your life how you want to.

YOU have what you need to feel unconditional love for yourself the way you would your kin.

YOU have what you need to choose partners that uplift you.

YOU have what you need to treat your body kindly.

YOU have what you need to know your worth.

To use your voice.

To heal from the wounds of your past.

To love and be loved deeply.

YOU have what you need to be seen.

To be heard.

To be cherished.

To be valued.

To be slutty if you want to be.

To be free.

YOU have what you need to be sexy.

To receive pleasure.

To have yummy sex.

To love the shit out of your body.

No matter your size, your weight, your past, your present, your future, your bank account,


Because you are a beautiful thing in the world.

Beyond physical beauty, you are deep.

You are dimensional.

You are curious.

You are smart.

You are savvy and whole.

You are a world of your own inside a world of so many others.

A few reminders. Come back to these on dreary days:

You don’t owe anyone shit. (And also, sorry, but nobody owes you shit either).

Your body, exactly (and I mean EXACTLY) how it is, is worthy of love.

You deserve relationships that encourage your growth and uplift your light.

There is always someone out there who will treat you how you want to be treated.

You can improve.

You can transform.

You can love yourself.

You can achieve what you want to achieve (unless you want to achieve perfection).

Your intuition is guiding you in the right direction.

You can take a chance on yourself like you took a chance on your ex.

Except this time, take the chance on you again and again and again and again and do not stop.

If you have a pussy, she is perfect.

If you don’t, and you identify as a woman, you are no less a woman.

You deserve for your pussy to be your home.

You deserve to know what she looks like.

What she feels like.

What makes her purr.

Tend to your pussy like you tend to your face.

Because she is quite literally, the center of your body.

The center of your world.

Worship her.

Bow down to her.

Pleasure her.

Buy her a toy.

Use your hand.

Use a pillow.

I don’t care.

Just make her feel good.

Allow yourself to rest.

Allow yourself to breathe.

Allow yourself to know yourself before you get caught up trying to find yourself in others.

Nurture the woman inside of you.

Ask her questions.

Listen to her.

Write to her.

Align with her.

The patriarchy is already fighting us, so Jesus… hubbout we stop fighting ourselves.

And stop fighting each other.

And stop fighting the projection we see of others on social media.

And stop fighting.

And fighting.

And fighting.

And just be.

Be the love in our hearts.

Be the light in our eyes.

Be the warmth in our hugs.

Be the smarts in our brains.

And be the uniqueness in our beings.

I love that for us.

I love the women that root for other women.

We all want to be rooted for.

So we must all root.






We must root into the ground.

And root into the stars.

And root into our beings.

Because when we root ourselves into Mother Earth.

And root for ourselves with the Universe.

And we root for others to succeed too.

There is nothing we can’t do

Rise up and root down, my beautiful readers.

I love you.

I am here for you.

I am rooting so loud for you.

With my head tilted to the moon, Ou! Ou! Ouuu!

With infinite love for myself and others,


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