Sunday Inspiration: Release Your Goddess
Buying Girl Scout cookies this week I was reminded what a great organization this is, despite warnings in the press that somehow this one and others like it are encouraging our girls to think for themselves. Personally I support all girls and women thinking for ourselves and not letting men do the thinking for us, no matter how much power they believe they hold.
Girl Scouts helps strengthen our young women to become the best they can be. I bought an extra box of cookies and left the change. Whenever possible I support turning girls into strong women.
Do you remember the girl you once were?
It’s so easy to forget the innocence, the creativity, the happiness of that time in our life before we were told who and what we are supposed to be.
It’s so important to help our daughters and grand-daughters have the courage to resist being trapped into unreasonable expectations. And the best way to do that is to show them how we are doing just that in our lives.
The best books I’ve read — and written — have inspired me to search inside me for that girl and to keep her dreams alive. Women need all the help we can get, not only from writers and other artists but from strong women who have showed us the way and continue to do so.
They are the goddesses who invite our goddess within to show others the way.
Every woman and every girl has a goddess inside her. Â Release your goddess. The world will be a better place.
Good article…I try to encourage the young girls around me by praising their accomplishments and attending their activities when I can. The other thing I really try to do is not focus on how pretty or beautiful I think they are. Physical beauty changes as the years so go. I like to say, “You’re cute, and you are sweet and you are smart.”
We’re so accustomed to complimenting girls on the way they look that it becomes a habit. I try hard to tell my granddaughters how proud I am of their reading, or the way they put puzzles together or do cartwheels.
I once caught myself telling our female dog how pretty she was and realized I always told our male dog how smart he was. It was sobering, to say the least, and scary. Of course Dingo was smart, and well, bless Kiwi’s heart, but smart was not the first word anybody ever thought of, though to be honest, neither was pretty. She was just a bedraggled rescue Chihuahua who jumped into a son’s car when he stopped on the side of the interstate in a blinding rainstorm to find out what kind of animal was darting in and out of cars.
Maybe brave was the best word to describe her? Certainly loyal followed closely, along with well-loved. What girl doesn’t want to be thought of as all three?
Very good article, Emilie! I try to encourage my young Facebook friends who have adopted me through my daughters and granddaughters. Of course I’ve always encouraged my granddaughters to be independent. I also supported my daughters in whatever field they showed interest. However, if they looked for a role model, I wasn’t a very good one. I was perfectly happy to be an old-fashioned, Southern female of my era. đŸ™‚ I did not discover my inner Goddess until I was in my 50’s. Yet in spite of me, our daughters are very strong women. And they come from a long line of strong women even though we weren’t so independent.
Emilie, I enjoy your inspirational blogs. They seem to unleash deep thoughts. My oldest granddaughter was a member of five generations for fourteen years. Within a five-month period those five were reduced to three. Now with two great-grands, we are back to four generations. It’s so rewarding to look back and to the present and see how things have changed in every era of these generations of women. I am better in so many ways simply because of my daughter and granddaughter. If I live to see a great-grand as a young woman, maybe I shall have achieved my true self. Or, the goddess in me will be the best that I can be. To be constantly learning and changing is a blessing.
Thank you for the reminder Emilie. I was a Brownie, Girl Scout, Cadet, & Senior. I loved being part of that organization. My best friend since kindergarten and I went thru all those years as Girl Scouts together. Although we parted in our freshman year of high school, we remained on each others hearts, and reunited on Facebook five years ago. Last Saturday we met up again for the first time in 35years. When we saw each other, the years fell away and it only seemed like yesterday that we were together. So wonderful that the memories we make as children stay in our hearts forever.