I don’t have all the answers…..

I don’t have all the answers, but I know I am closer to being the most authentic version of myself than I have ever been. Authenticity. I strive to be the best shiniest most true version of myself.

Real people make my heart sing, people who have conversations about love, pain, acceptance growth, intuition. People who joke about the crazy shit they did in their teens, 20’s, 30’s, 40’s..hell people who can equally laugh and cry about things that they fucked up royally. Not caring about judgement because they know another ‘real person’ is staring them in the eye, perfectly comfortable with their own shit too.

I love people that hug me with genuine warmth and affection. Open arms connected to open hearts. I love people that love life and run full force into the unknown, ready to receive.

 

I love strong Women who own their weaknesses and strengths equally. Who laugh loudly and love boldly.

I love gentle souls who tread this earth quietly, sowing seeds of confidence in others. Not needing to brag or boast but calmly accept the compliments given to them.

I love women who find gossip tedious and boring and would rather hear about your dreams and your hopes.

I love women who love fashion, who wear ridiculous outfits and bright lips and give zero fucks what you think. I also love women who see fashion as a ridiculous joke and would rather the practical and comfortable. Who never understood makeup and never want to. How can that be? How can I love opposing things? I love those who are themselves, who take joy in the things that bring them joy. No cares to what I think. They are my heroes.

 

I don’t have all the answers. I don’t even know what I want to be when I grow up! I know I want to give love, receive love and shine bright like a fucking star.

I want to dance, sing, jump, spin, laugh and enjoy every second I have in this amazing body.

I want to write because it brings me Joy, not because I care what you think of it. I want to experience all the things I never thought were available to me.

I don’t have all the answers. I don’t need all the answers. I just need to just wing it and see what happens. Life is for the living. What are you doing?

Much Love,
Jazz