I have never considered myself pretty, even though I 'modeled' for twenty years. Please don't think me shallow, I have been told countless times otherwise. Looks never mattered. I knew I was tall, photogenic and blessed way more than most in the physical. As far back I can remember, I have been on a spiritual quest, searching, delving, searching, and praying for answers. Why must greed, ego and wealth be divided so? I lived the life of duality, both privileged and poor. There comes a time when one must face the demons, stand up to the ugly, politicos, the machine. I don't buy it, the rhetoric, the lies. I won't buy it, not when children die from starvation, lacking safe haven. There are six homes for sale on my block. It's a small block, in a minuscule, nowhere town. Two more abandoned homes rot, left in shame in the night. The rich grow deep pockets, as the people's leak holes. Forced to take a long, hard look at this face, mind, soul, and body, I struggle to make sense of what is happening. Out there, the world spirals out of control. Technology has made it too easy to stay connected, isolated at home. Reality news travels in nano seconds, reaching I Phones, Blackberry's, Androids, and millions of devices at the blink of an eye.
When I left home for Milan, a simple, naive girl with huge dreams and big cajones, there were pay phones and gettones. Life was easy then. People left their homes open, welcoming company and the doors were unlocked.
My wish for all this Holiday season, is less worry, less fret about who you think you should be, or how you need to look. Remember, you are the glorious, unique, precious child, the forever innocent soul seeking love and redemption. Along with running around buying gifts, that will be the forgotten fad six months from now, do something else.
Offer one small kindness in silence to someone who really needs it. Maybe an ear, a shoulder, a dollar or even a hand at the grocery store. It matters. Don't tell anyone, keep it to yourself and do it with an open heart. It will be your best kept secret, and you will be in tune with your prettiest, purest self.
Do not misunderstand, I love empowering women, helping them look and feel their best. I love makeup, beauty and all the frivolous, fun stuff. But, the child in me, the fearless warrior, the wanderer, the endless seeker, needs more. Knowing that I have helped someone, is better than any popcorn filling. Even the smallest, quietest, kindest thought counts.
I thank every single person who has stopped to read my work. The followers, Brands, friends, and co-workers who have encouraged, and supported along the journey.
I wish you silly, joyous, Holiday moments filled with family, love, wealth in abundance, and not the monetary kind. To be surrounded by the ones you hold dear, and to feel the ones lost close. My secret Christmas wish for you is to remember the power and magic that is Christmas Eve through the eyes of a five year old. The tingling anticipation and wonder of being that child once again. Let yourself live the gorgeous, free- spirited memory. It's there you will rediscover your one, true self.
The missing piece of the puzzle, effortlessly becomes the innocent, grown up, happy version of you.
“The most creative act you will ever undertake is the act of creating yourself.”
― Deepak Chopra, The Way of the Wizard: Twenty Spiritual Lessons for Creating the Life You Want
http://www.chopra.com/
