Hello my lovely goddess!
The sun is streaming through my window today
and I am reminded how grateful I am to be living in such a sunny warm place!
I realize that not all of you are so lucky, at least not as far as weather goes.
Never mind, spring will come to your part of the world (sooner or later…)
Even though the sun mostly shines in southern Spain,
life does have its moments of darkness around here.
I was quite abruptly reminded of the reason I choose “Hello My Goddess” as the name of my lifestyle brand.
Yesterday Mr. Ex Hubbie stopped by my studio unannounced.
He decided that last night was the moment to blame me for being distant to him.
And to blame me for treating him poorly.
And to blame me for taking advantage of him.
And to raise his voice.
And. And. And.
“Walk away!”, I hear you telling me. “Don’t listen to him!”
Easier said than done.
He was standing in the doorway. I was finishing up sewing a pair of linen trousers
for a woman in Oslo, Norway when Mr. Ex arrived.
(He did knock first before opening the door, I grant him that.)
He knows that I am alone while in the studio. He knows that my studio
has only one door and one tiny window. When he started to raise his voice
more than was comfortable for me, I grabbed the broom out of a corner
and started to sweep.
Trying to get rid of dirt?
Sweeping out the bad vibes?
Why am I telling you this???
Because I want to tell you again and again and again
the reason why I choose the name Hello My Goddess.
I thought it awfully corny to choose the word “goddess”
when it came to me during an A-HA moment about 4 years ago.
Yet I couldn’t deny it. “Goddess” was the only word that so succinctly
summed up the two words WOMAN & POWER.
And I was in search of some badly needed power.
We women need to stand up for one another.
Support one another. Cheer each other on. Hold each other.
Hug each other. Yell out “Bravo!” at the top of our lungs when we succeed.
Give consoling words when when we are feeling down. Help each other.
Stand tall. Take sh** from nobody.
And show our power.
Our loving goddess power.
After Mr. Ex’s departure, I went up to my bedroom,
sat down on my favorite cushion, turned off the lights, and breathed.
After 10 minutes, my heart was not beating so rapidly. I was grateful it was over,
grateful to be divorced, grateful to be able to talk about this openly.
I am incredibly grateful that I learned a heck of a lot since 1980
when I first met and fell in love with this particular man.
Yet after all these years, he is still able to induce fear in me,
if only for a minute.
I just wanted to tell you something, no matter how awkwardly feminist and corny it sounds.
It doesn’t matter how tall you are, how short you are, how young, how old, how whatever.
You are beautiful and you are wonderful just the way you are.
The sun may or may not be shining right this very minute
in your geographical location, yet please remember that the sun is always in your heart and in your soul.
My goddess, remember that YOU are a goddess!
(I tell you this because I also need to remind myself, too.)
Changing topics, and onto much lighter things,
I wanted to let you know that I shall be re-vamping my
HelloMyGoddess lifestyle website during the next few months.
In the meantime, I’ve placed many of my creations into my etsy shop.
Please come and browse around my etsy HelloMyGoddess shop HERE.
While you are still on this page, please share your insights in the comment section below.
Do you feel trodden on by a boss, by a close family member, by a neighbor?
Vent it out!
(Remember you can keep your comment anonymous if that feels better for you).
How do you deal with the situation?
We are here to listen and support one another.
Love and (sun)light,