To the messy girls

To you, my beautiful soul.
To the one who never feels quite right.
To the one who never feels healed.
The one who feels like they’re never in the right place.

I hear you. I see you.
I see your messiness and you, my beautiful soul, do not need to apologize.
For any of it.
It is what has made you -------------- you.
It is your fears, your successes, your mistakes, and your good fortune.
It is your past, your present and your future. It is your ebb and flow through is wonderful life.
The reason we say yes and the reason we say no.
The reason we smile and the reason we shed tears.


Your mess is apart of you.
Is you.
And made you.
Embrace your mess.
Continue to color outside the lines.
Continue to be healed, then broken and healed again.
Continue to be untamed, wild and messy………….for it is only human.
We are not meant to be perfect in this world.
To fit in a mold. To conform.
We are meant to be unapologetically messy.
To not be messy is not to have lived at all because life is messy.
Unkept. Chaotic.
Life is a deep, beautiful abyss of memories, lost love, happiness, grief.
A montage of your most beautiful and most painful moments all strung together like the constellations in the night sky, shining so exquisitely in this world.


It. --- You. --- Are a field of wildflowers.
Beautiful, wildly home to the many facets of your being.
Stretch your face towards the sun, my beautiful soul, and hold your arms open wide and shine with gratitude to what was, what is, and what will be.
Grounding, growing, learning, connecting, being.
March to your own drum and keep living on purpose.


Do not allow people to make you feel less than you are because you my beautiful soul were meant to be messy in this world.
To share it with others so that others do not feel alone.
To color this world with your uninhibited imperfections.
To walk around with your wild hair and smile so wide, so infectious, that even the most displaced will be touched by its warmth and love.
Continue to live life without limitations, make mistakes and continue to be unapologetically messy.
For that  is the true essence of beauty, and you…..my beautiful soul….. are beautiful.