The funny thing is that most people look at me and think I am a well-put together confident woman. That couldn’t be further from the truth sometimes but my heels don’t lie. 

Whether it’s a personality trait being a pure bred virgo or just a “Me” thang… I have to work really hard at being as confident on the inside as I do on the outside. I will never ever let you know that though! Nope, not ever. I guess I let my well kept secret out. You may see me doing my cat walk walking down the block with my head held high, shoulders back and just enough shake in my ass to knock a crowd of drooling men down, you know that slow rounded type shake. The one that screams, you can look but don’t you dare touch! Yes, I have won. That kind of walk.

Heels! I’ll let you in on my little secret. Yes, muah…I started wearing heels. If you know me well and you are reading this I know very well what you must be thinking. It took me a few weeks into working at my new job to tackle the truth behind why I believe most women wear heels, so I figured I’d give it a try. It’s the way we look in them, but mostly the way they make us feel. The clicking of my feet down the corridor as I enter the very large corporate building everyday is like music to my ears. I only have a few pair, for now.  They are all black. Whether the tip of my heels are pointed or rounded when I am wearing them I feel like a million bucks. When I am wearing the ones with the pointed tip…Watch out world, here I come! There’s something about that tip. The tip of those heels are freely moving you in the direction of only going forward and never looking back.

Yesterday morning I had “a moment”. The day before I  was given a new task to complete at work and the anxiety started driving through me as soon as I left the office at 5pm that day. I woke up yesterday morning overthinking and my head was spinning in all different directions. I had envisioned living in a tiny house on 10 acres far away from the world. Yes, this is what I do. As soon as I feel like I cannot do something I just want to run. This time my moment only lasted for a “moment”. I have my heels to thank for that.

My heels have become a part of me. Yoga has made me look even more extravagant walking in them. I am balanced and in control of my heels. The feeling is priceless. My smile has become more contagious than it already was. My hair, as it flows perfectly in form with the rest of me as I take my hand and flip it over in the opposite direction…can you picture it? I can, but only when I am in my heels.

Ladies, go get yourself a pair of heels!

Until next time…

Love & Light, Always!

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