My Sparkley Suit

Live from the Rodeo of the Soul…

If you answer yes to any of the following questions you might be ready to
play dress up with me and claim your sparkley woman self!

When you were a little girl growing up did you:

a. want to be a nun and a solid gold dancer?
b. wonder why fitting in meant not acting like yourself?
c. want to save the world and felt like you actually could?
d. pretend your bicycle was a galloping horse?
e. wonder if being a bad girl was funner than being a good girl?
draw yourself with a crown on your head?’
wonder if being a bad girl was funner than being a good girl?

or were you one of the bad girls?
or were you BOTH the bad girl and the good girl?

Most of the women I have met were either BOTH or wanted to be. And most of
the spirited women I know are still asking themselves these kinds of
questions. And do we need to choose? Or is there some delicious
combination between the two? I think so!

Should I go out for a raw food green drink or eat a crispy creme?
Should I buy the hot pink cowgirl boots with flames or the sensible
walking shoes?
Should I stay home and clean the house or go out to the saloon and read
poetry at the open mike?

The healthy answer might be…drum roll please…BOTH!

One night I had a dream – and these people where encouraging me to behave
more normally, be more reserved, to fit in, to achieve some level of
acceptance. They were pointing to a beige suit on a rack…I looked at
them and they were wearing beige and their faces and hair were beige too!
In a panic I woke myself up in a sweat. It was 3 am and I poured a glass
of wine, and sat down to draw in my journal. I made a commitment
that the next day I would wear my wildest outfit, which of course included
my red cowgirl boots and red feather boa and my hat with the rhinestone
butterfly on the front. It isn’t that dressing up was important, but that
reminding myself too not be too normal was important. To not forget my
wild child side. I had been getting dangerously close to conformity –
which for a wild child, artist or spirited woman, is not a good idea!

The next morning…when my girlfriend saw me walk into the Cosmic Cowgirls studio she
smiled and said: “There she is!” And I said these words: “The beige people stole my
sparkely suit. I won’t let that happen again”. And of course, she got
what I meant. That dream and meaning of that sentence is a reminder
for me not to be to focused on conformity – to be a spirited woman at all
times. To be myself. And to surround myself with other women who celebrate
who we are, and who we are becoming. Growing up – and now, I am both bad
girl and good girl and that is what keeps it all so interesting….By bad
I don’t mean, literally “bad” of course – but bad in the sense that I
don’t always want to choose what is right. best. perfect. but instead
sometimes what is wild. irreverent. unexpected.

Creative Action: Get your journal and some colored pens. Write an
illustrated letter from the voice of your wild child self. See what she
wants to tell you. See what she asks of you. Then the next day, let her
choose what SHE wants to wear to work. And if you don’t have a boa, now
just might be the time…To inspire you, you can even check out a great
blog from a fellow Cosmic Cowgirl, who says: life is too short not to wear
a red boa. http://theredboa.blogspot.com/ So, let’s put on our sparkley
suit and shine shine shine!