I just don't get what all the fuss is about.
Live and let live, people!!!
Those women were AMAZING last night and delivered a stunning performance.
Add to it that it was the auspicious, Palindrome date of 02/02/2020 - OMG!!!🤩😍👏
I even dreamt of the show; that's how deeply it impacted me. If nothing else (and there is a lot else), I aspire to be as fit as both Shakira and Jennifer are. Dear me...
So incredible, inspirational, and SO HEALTHY!!! Oh yeah, and SEXY AS HELL!
I might not be so great at pole dancing (last time I did that, I broke a chandelier - long story) but I sure am swinging my hips since my feet first hit the floor this morning.
SO FUN & LIBERATING!!! As was that incredible performance.
WE ARE WOMEN!
We are FREE to be ALL OF WHO WE ARE AS WOMEN!!
All the way and in EVERY WAY!!!
#BAM #HalftimeShow2020 #JLoSuperBowl2020 #ShakiraSuperBowl2020
And let's keep up with evolution, shall we?
I think that women who are criticizing Shakira and Jennifer are either convinced it is wrong to be all of who they are or are afraid to be all of who they are.
And this is what I have to say to them:
Who would you be and how would you feel if you gave yourself permission to be all, say all, do all, and express all of your amazing, creative, talented, spectacular, sensual, extraordinary, imaginative, magnificent, fearless, doubtless SELF?
I also understand where you are coming from with your disapproval or judgements.
You can choose to loosen your grip on 'allowing' others to be magnificent, fearless, and doubtless ------ because they can be and because they know how.
Now go hide in your bathroom, swing those hips and see how you feel.
And do pay attention because those hips don't lie!
Cheers & have fun!😁😉
Editorial note: The first/top image is sourced from cbc.ca and the second/bottom from a Facebook post - author unknown.
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In early Spring of 2011, as I sat with my journal at a family cabin, I felt the seed of my creative writing come through from beneath the surface. As I picked up my pen to begin my first journal entry, I felt a feeling of profound peace and indescribable comfort. All was well. I felt I was Home - finally!