Sarina Zoe

When I threw non-judgment out the window
and stopped wronging the intelligence of my aversions
I stopped leaking life-force
on being a ‘better’ person.

When I withdrew over politeness
to make a good first impression
I stopped leaking life-force
on preoccupation with how I’m perceived.

When I abandoned constant meaning-making from ‘signs’
I stopped leaking life-force
on superstition.

When I allowed my partner
to make different parenting choices than me
I stopped leaking life-force
on micro managing my family.

When I unapologetically owned
what I do & don’t offer in relationship
I stopped leaking life-force
on measuring up to an illusory ideal of a woman.

Liberation looks different for every woman. This is a tiny piece of mine.

I’m inviting you to the closer-in version of my liberation journey and process, where I’m sharing the bold and sacred details too precious for the wide open public space.

Sharing the depths of my experience is exhilarating and I’m here to really GO THERE.

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Never before have I dared to lead in relationship

I was caught in the collective female wounding

which taught me to make sure I was desirable enough to get the man I want,

then desirable enough to make sure I kept him.

Patriarchy thrived in me back then,

in my fixation on ‘Sht I haven’t shaved my legs for daaays! I better wear pants to hide them.’

Among many other pathetic things

which intercepted my connection to my innate beauty, wisdom and power.

That’s the M-O, to distract us from the moment we are born, then keep us in the forgetting.

When I was s.i.n.g.l.e - for 2 whole years, patriarchy withered away in me

while I rebuilt my resilience, remembered *on a cellular level* what I am made of

while I devoted myself to REMEMBERING every single day

and liberated myself from ‘am I desirable enough?’ (yawn).

A women who unsubscribes from the fixation on her body & other women’s bodies,

her status & other women’s status

is a woman who becomes UNSTOPPABLE in her power to LEAD the new way.

Women, we are here to steward the new

and we must dare to teach others, especially men.

Because men simply HAVE NOT experienced the oppressive forces in the same way we have.

(YES they have in other ways)

And so we must LEAD by the safe space we create for our men, or our partners,

to rupture in our arms and come home to themselves, just as we have.

We must LEAD by the example of how we talk about our physical bodies

we must LEAD by the encouragement *for us all*

to be self-led by the INTELLIGENCE of our bodies.

Women, we have something unrivalled

-contact with the subtle senses, the subtle realms,

receptivity to the subtle voices that implore us LEAD.

It’s OUR job to keep the REMEMBERING alive

in our women, our men and our children.

We must dare to be seen in our beauty, power and wisdom,

not just on Instagram

but when NO ONE is looking, behind closed doors

with our most precious people.



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The woman who wants to be envied

And the woman who wants to be liked

Secretly suffocates

The woman who wants to be envied craves status, because she fears insignificance

The woman who wants to be liked craves acceptance, because she fears criticism

‘How do they see me? Do they wanna be like me? Do they even like me?’

She’s conditioned to objectify the F out of herself and other women

She hears conversations that casually rate women somewhere out of 10

By men - AND women

She squirms, yet quietly she questions - ‘Do I make the grade? Am I enough?’

All of it makes her body sick, her mind sick, her soul SICK

But her liberator is her true disgust

Her innate aversion

To the toxic, fear-fuelled wanting

She is beckoned by the rebellion of going IN

Embracing the grief of how long she’s denied herself love

Embracing the relief of a beauty that can’t be measured

And leaving behind so much she’d invested in keeping up

For the sake of freedom from cravings that were never hers

and risking being so F-ing turned on by her very own life

That she might never look back.

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Women, we must not shrink

When we bump into each other unexpectedly, our eyes revealing the toughness of sleeplessness, in our daggies, grabbing groceries

-We get to own the humility of our fragility and not hide or apologise

We must not shrink

When our heart is accelerating with the speed of the need to speak, but we headfck it with ‘it might not make sense, if my voice shakes, what will they think?’

-The discomfort we are willing to be witnessed in, is how we most potently LEAD

We must not shrink

When our kindness is not met and the inner voice says ‘silly girl for being so soft and foolish, I should remember to play it cool’

-We must praise ourselves for the willingness to go first with openness, instead of the exhaustion of trying to avoid rejection

We must reclaim our interconnectedness, our infectiousness and our SISTERHOOD

Because while we continue to fight for the right to LOOK right, to SOUND right, to BE right

We get to keep ourselves defined by wrongness and suffering loneliness

And we get to keep the systems that profit from us staying there.

Or, we get to create a new way.

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I always love her, of course

And yet sometimes I’m like ‘Farrrkk I just wanna run away and be alone, WTF was I thinking having a child!’

Every relationship has its seasons, even the mother-child

I’ve just been in the ‘leave me the F alone, stop needing me all the f-ing time,’ season

And now I’m in the ‘OMG you are simply magic I’m obsessed with your everything, you can pull my hair, tweak my ni**le, wee on me, anything’ one

The intense frustration and anger in the opposite season is real

And this is coming from a mother with all kinds of privileges and only one child

I grew up with countless stories in the media in the 80s and 90s, demonising women who abandoned their child

And you what? Now I get it

I wouldn’t actually do it, but I f-ing get it

Because the wellbeing of the mother is not the priority of the majority of societies

How she mothers is oh-so closely watched and commented on

But ‘how is the mother?’ is rarely asked

An under-resourced mother is a tragedy within her society

A supported, nourished mother is the very wellness of a society

Now I think about those stories and my heart bleeds for those mothers

They never got to emerge from the worst seasons and enter the blissful ones

And in these times, I believe it’s our duty to enquire, beyond the Insta pics of smiling selfies and kids in cute outfits, and be willing to hear the real answer to ‘How are you today mama?’

Instead of privilege guilt-

Appreciation

Unapologetic reverence for the life we have

Yes, we can have deep compassion, sending loving prayers thousands of miles AND love the F outta what’s in front of us.

If any of those whose life is threatened right now should glimpse our lives

Would they say ‘how dare you enjoy your safety and freedom?’

Or would they think ‘how dare you not appreciate it’?

We don’t need to binge photos of terror, we know it in our bones

We need to be boundaried AF to hold the love and send resources via trusted sources

This is not ignoring our responsibilities, it is owning our greatest responsibility

To hold the love

And then, she was ALL IN on herself.

She no longer waited to be validated for what she already knew to be true.

She dared to believe that her heart’s yearning was her soul calling.

She chose herself and finally claimed her worth.

Because she knew that no one will ever know the depth of the beauty and wisdom inside her, better than her.

It’s ok to not know exactly what you want.

For my first 36ish years, I frustratingly did not know what I desired for my life, because major headfckery and conditioning was in the way.

I’d have bursts of excitement and momentum with an idea, only to play hot & cold with myself.

‘Just need to be consistent / be disciplined / keep showing up…’ f-ing blah

Then I’d tell myself ‘that’s way too last-decade-masculine for me, now I’m devoted to my feminine flow and letting it reveal itself.’

🤦‍♀️NOW HILARIOUS, BUT THEN

EXHAUSTING

AND

DISTRACTING SPIRO SELF-TALK

I’d onboarded a whole bunch of rhetoric from the digital world and slapped it over my heart.

SUFFOCATING

I was trying to manipulate myself into conforming, doing ‘what other x-type people do’ - slash - ‘what x person says I’m good at’.

Until as nature would have it. It was UNSUSTAINABLE (Bless the Mama of all Mamas)

I cracked.

BUT, beautifully, it allowed me to fall inside myself, get to know WTF I loved, who TF I am and HOW I WANTED TO FEEL 🗝

This my loves, gratefully, steered me toward the path I’m on now.

Knowing my heart so deeply, exploring it further every day, supporting women to do the same.

This work does not have to be hard or lonely. It’s richer, more potent and sustainable when shared with others.

I’ve seen the effects of women sharing their confusion, stuckness and frustration, saying ‘I don’t know exactly what I want.’

Only to declare LOUD & PROUD 4 weeks later, EXACTLY what their heart has been trying to tell them all along 🔥

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I don’t aspire to be a good mother

Or to be considered one

‘Good’ is a judgement, which of course, exists because of its opposite

‘There’s a good girl!’

‘She’s such a good wife!’

‘What a good mother!’

Pass the F-ing bucket🤮

Lying in bed last night, Rob said, ‘I don’t know anyone more unapologetic than you with looking after yourself.’

There was a momentary sting - the sting of ‘was that a criticism?’

Hello residue of wounding. The ‘pleeeaase see me as good’.

I know that wounded self veeerry well, bless her cottons🧦

So I pivoted right back to centre

I recognised it as a big fat compliment.

I did not self-abandon time and again to NOT learn to look after myself.

And my own mother did not self-abandon while raising 3 kids, under nourished, for me to NOT learn to look after myself.

How can this woman, who takes clients through major self-worth upgrades and is raising a daughter, preach the work and not be an example of it?

Mothers need to look after themselves and to be looked after, so they can do THE MOST IMPORTANT JOB IN THE WORLD

Trying to being a ‘good mother’ is at the expense of my mothering FEELING good.

Unapologetically looking after my needs is ESSENTIAL to my mothering feeling good.

I owe it to myself, my lineage and my daughter to ABOLISH ‘being good’, for good.

Who’s with me?

Reminder:

Desires are not here to be told ‘be a good girl, just conform, be realistic.’

Desires are innocent impulses of lifeforce energy

Don’t judge them, listen to them

Desires LITERALLY want the best for you 🔥

I’ve been drinking up my life, receiving more fully the love I asked for

Way less phone, way more INTIMACY

How FKING good it feels to break habits, to give my full attention to my most precious humans

No beautiful moment, no challenging moment punctuated by eyes flicking to the screen

Being ALL IN

Our recent camping trip with no phone signal invited us to not even pick up our phones to document precious moments (this pic was taken the day after we returned)

It made every moment infinitely richer

This kind of intimacy is SACRED, irreplaceable

And I am called to cultivate MORE of it

With my my man, my child, my friends and my clients

For each of us to speak the intimacy of our heart and to be witnessed in it

Trembling voices, truest expressions

Claiming our power, being in our worth

Nothing moves and excites me more 🔥❤️