Beloved Flower Lover,
Sometimes we need a friend who sees us, who is totally up for your beauty, and will have fun with you as you enjoy the youness of you. Today’s offering is a celebration of all womanly arts.
Today we celebrate all that is woman and female. Today we recognise that this is the season and the fullest day for just that. To use tools like flowers, music, dancing and more in order to be romantically involved with ourselves, is what some call a ‘womanly art’. Mama Gena has coined that phrase, and women in every culture throughout every century have known it. Today we are just continuing on with our role of enjoying the pleasure of being a woman and all that ‘power’ real and potential, which comes along with that.
Now let’s start with the easy bit. Your beauty. Don’t be scared of it. Be inspired about it. It’s time to keep the juices for ourselves not just the others as they look at us and like flowers,to use ‘mirrors’ as a tool to look at our beauty with a smile.
So let your shoulders drop, your chest breathe deeply and allow a smile to dance across your face as you consider where you are at with your beauty.
To turn ourselves on, is about taking control of the very things that some communities use to shame women by. And rather than being intimidated by a woman’s engagement of her own power, it’s really about living in a healthy space about what turns us on, for ourselves. This is not and cannot be an intellectual activity. We may pre pave the way for this conversation by reading, but it is by actively engaging with scent, music, beauty and all he fine things in life that entrance us that we can choose to see ourselves as we really are. Beautiful.
We found a few videos celebrating women’s beauty from around the entire world, and as you watch, we invite you to roll your eyes upwards as you see your own beauty visibly on the inside of your own inner movie screen. Your own eyes. Beholding ourselves, especially on the days when you feel like the exact opposite is exactly the power of beauty . It transforms, old stories. Outdated ‘legal fictions’.
“Flowers are a love story that feeds the earth”,
It’s the act of flowering together, dancing together, and loving each other up which shows up for us all as our ‘oneness’. It’s just who we are. A turn on for ourselves for ourselves. Refining and celebrating every aspect of womahood. The womanly arts, like music, dancing, beauty provides us with certainty about ourselves first, as we get and remain turned on by ourselves for ourselves.
It lifts ‘us all’ higher.
The London Flower Lover