The Road That Has Risen To Meet Me

Do You See This?

Yes,

this is a

Goddess but you are not a goddess,
and you aren’t ever going to be a goddess

so maybe you should just

get used to it.
You’ll never be perfect (sorry) and you’re not worshipped (usually) and
does this matter?

NO
Goddesses are worshipped because they aren’t real and they aren’t us and they aren’t allowed to complain.

Goddesses are worshipped even though (and this is important)

they are really stone and really plaster and, more often than not, really dead.
And yes they will never grow old and they will never grow up and they will stay that way (stay that way, stay that way).

This, however, is not the way you will stay.

Because someday, since you are human you will notice that time has passed and

you are not who you were

twenty years ago

or ten years ago

or even last week.

Someday, since you are human, you will notice your body has changed and your face has changed and your kneecaps
look more like Winston Churchill than ever before.
Do not be Alarmed.
Because someday, since you are human, you will decide it is time to take those long walks and run down those streets and push and bend and move your body in ways you’de never thought possible.

And it may be harder than you think.

And you will get tired and kind of cranky
and you may want to stop.
BUT YOU WON'T

And as you move you will learn to rejoice in your body
because it is yours and no one else’s.
You will learn to rejoice in being imperfect

because perfect is such an complete and utter bore.
You will learn to rejoice in your kneecaps and they have seen the world.
And the goddess, from some high and chilly mountaintop, will be jealous of you.
Let them.
They are stone. You are flesh. They have pedestals.
You just kicked the hell out of yours.
They can’t move.
But you can.
JUST DO IT!

-Nike ad circa 1990s