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is forever altered and all she ever wanted is heaped upon her in lavish abundance.
She sheds her former identify of peasant, misfit or slave girl and steps into her true potential – as a princess, a goddess, a queen. From the admiration of others, she finally gains what she’ s been seeking all along: the validation that she is lovable; that she is worthy.
As we enter adolescence, of course, this message gets layered with additional external yardsticks by which we are invited to gauge our inner worth:
Are we pretty enough? Sexy enough? Skinny enough?
Can we force our bodies to conform to the images of perfection drilled into our heads by pop culture and Madison Avenue? If so, say the billboards, commercials and magazine ads, then we might just be worthy enough – of love, success, adoration, respect … the things our deepest dreams are made of.
What’ s wrong with this picture is not just that it’ s overly simplistic, but that it’ s based on a premise that is inherently flawed. Beliefs about what makes us deserving and desirable as women are so pervasive that often the only way we’ ve learned to assess our value is by looking at ourselves through this filter.
The lie that many of us have mistaken for the truth is that inner worth is something that is bestowed on us by the outer world;
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