Lately I’ve been craving something more
something authentic and pure
Something I’ve known before
The homes and people on Pinterest
leave me feeling empty on the inside
This perfection is glorified,
but on the mind and body
it’s as dangerous as pesticide
White everything. Perfect lines.
Tidy rooms. Tidy lives.
Where are all the grooves and edges.
I want to see real things that are
sacred and precious
I’m tired of masking who I really am
Afraid of what they’ll think
I’m unadulterated and complex
I want to chew on the meat
I’ve straightened my hair for years
But every chance it gets
it goes back to its roots.
Wild. Untamable. Breaking all the rules.
I want to be like my hair.
I want to go my own way.
I want to come home
I want to step fully into my own
I want to see you too
What do you look like
When your heart is beating with passion
When you know your worth
When all that you really are
Isn’t diluted and deduced down to a fraction
You are more
than a perfect image on Instagram
You are deeper and juicier,
than those perfectly placed pictures
You are above perfection
A holy and divine connection
Let’s shake out our wild hair
Let’s chase our true joy
Let’s love who we are
Hand in hand
Let’s run towards our north stars
Remember the wild girl
that lives within you
the one who breathes authenticity
who lives intentionally
who loves what she is unapologetically
She’s still there.
Come home.
– Jessica
Jessica Dimas is the author of Sacred Self-Care for the Highly Sensitive Mom. Connect with her on Facebook and Instagram for more self-care inspiration.
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Just beautiful Jessica!
Thank you Jennifer!
Love this! You are such a talented writer! Thanks for sharing and encouraging us all to be true to who we really are instead of what others want us to be!
Thank you Chelsea for always being so supportive and encouraging me <3
I love this poem because I feel so connected to it. The need for perfection but the dying urge to just live wild and free. Thanks for sharing! I’m so happy I stumbled upon this today!
Thank you Manda! And yes, that was exactly my feeling while writing this. With Pinterest and Instagram there can be this sea of perfection and it just makes me crave authenticity.
Love this.
Being imperfect is real. Perfect is not real.
We need gentle reminders of this … especially in these times. I wonder to what extent this affects our well being.
Thank you Regina <3 Yeah I wonder the same thing!