I’ve noticed a change in me and it’s touching all I do.  I’m saying something.  It’s so easy in life to make space for other people or dismiss things we see and don’t like.  I thought it was about feminine energy to not say something.  Then I noticed men do it too.  We see something we don’t like and we make ways to find access to what we want.

If something’s broken and I’m not responsible for paying for the repair, I’m more likely to find a way around the inconvenience than say something. What if the owner wasn’t aware there was a problem.  If we’re walking in a store and there’s spilled lemonade, we’ll walk around it or step over it.  But will we say something? What if a sweet grandmother slips and breaks her hip?

We are each unique individuals.  We matter because there is no one else like us on this earth. We’re the current expression of our family tree and our spiritual beliefs are unique to us and the way we share our hearts.  What we think, feel and know is something no one else can possibly imagine, until we share what is within us. 

Sometimes it’s easy to dismiss our thoughts.  Sometimes we think we don’t matter.  Sometimes we imagine no one could possibly care about what we think, feel or know, and we stay silent.  We hold it in.  It bubbles and stretches within us in painful ways.  It feels like heartburn and stress and the binged feelings late at night that are filled with regret and fueled with disgust.  We think we’re doing the world a favor, but how could that be? Staying silent and playing small serves no one.  Not you or the many others you would rob with the thoughts you could be sharing.  The beauty of who you are is shared with the world and that’s what makes us human. 

But I get it.  I really do. 

I spent a marriage in silence.  My current life is an expression of all that matters to me.  I don’t feel guilt about what I think because what I think matters to me more than anyone else’s thoughts.  I speak out on how I feel, even if the easy thing is to pretend my skin is too thick to feel anything. The interesting part is knowing how I do anything is how I do everything.  I’ve learned to speak up at work, and it helped in my sex life too.  I can ask for that thing that I like. I don’t have to get through it, knowing he’ll doze off and I can finish what we started alone.

Epic.  Right?

Speak up.  Now.  Loud. With passion. With conviction.  Own how much you matter to you.  Let it land when you see others care about what you think too.