The Milagro Girl Project

It started with the idea of creating a place where women could find information. I am an information hound and I love to seek out and learn more about my body, my life and my soul.

I wanted a place where any woman, any girl, any lady, any bitch, any diva, any one, could come and learn more about the physical aspects of themselves. A place where information would be safe and raw and real. And while at some point I would love to expand to that, it evolved into something else. Actually it took me by the hand and led me past the information and straight to the heart. And so I started there. And it turns out there is a lot that the heart wants to say. But the demographic didn’t change, it still speaks to every one of us.

To the Milagro Girls

For the ones who stand in the corner at a dance, all alone, and wonder why you didn’t stay home.

For the ones who let men do what they want, because at least they look at you for a fleeting moment.

To the ones who seem to have it all together, but at the end of the day crawl into bed and feel all alone.

To the ones who talk about their friends to others because it keeps everyone talking and keeps their eyes focused in another’s direction.

To the ones who buy fancy bags and expensive makeup and long to cover every inch of themselves with things that are valuable, so that maybe they’ll feel valuable too.

 To the ones who kissed their best friend in 7th grade and kissed their best friend’s boyfriend too. Who tried so hard to find their truth and still don’t know what it is.

To the ones who laugh at the dirty jokes and then Google the words because you have no idea about how your own body works.

To the ones who yearn to dance and scream and laugh, but the last time you tried all that flowed was tears.

To each of you, the Milagro Girls, it’s time to come alive. It’s time to dig into all that you are and find that what lies inside is the most powerful force. It’s time to talk nicely to the little girl inside of your head and at the same time to scream at the liars who hide in the corners of your mind and send them on their way. I’ve packed their suitcases for you, all you have to do is send them on their way.

It sounds simple and in truth it is. But it’s also messy and chaotic. The best part though is that you are not alone. There are a million of us Miracles, we are the ones you least expect and we have the ability to change ourselves, each other and the girls who will follow our paths a hundred years from now.

Are you ready? Because your soul is. You are a Miracle.

 

 

The Power of a Self Portrait

If you know me in “real life” you probably know this story. But it’s worth repeating. And if you don’t know me “in real life”, I hope that changes one day and I’d love to give you a crash course in self portraits.

A few years ago my mother in law made a family calendar with everyone’s birthday, anniversary etc. For each month she made a collage of photos of people who would be celebrating that month. My birthday is in January.  She used my senior photo from high school. I had graduated 16 years earlier. She told me it was the only photo she had of me. And while I loved how young I looked, it made me sad.

I was the family photographer. I carried my camera everywhere and took thousands of photos a year. I had documented first steps, first smiles, family outings, birthdays, and the every day. I had stacks and stacks of photos still unsorted and waiting to go into albums. And in all of that someone was missing.

Whenever someone tried to take my photograph I would force an awkward smile and when I would see them developed I found everything wrong with me and more reasons to hide behind the lens.

At that point I had 3 small children. Children who would grow up and have very few photos of me if I was gone. It was heartbreaking to me. The reality hit me hard enough that I decided to do something about it.

Since this was at Christmas time I decided that January 1st would be a good time to start. I found a group on Flickr that was devoted to 365 self portraits. I was a bit shaken by the thought of a photo of myself a day, but I knew that there was nothing to lose. I made it easy on myself and decided that it could be with any camera, my phone, my computer, or my “big camera”. I pushed myself to do it whether the day sucked or if I had PMS.

I made it 63 days without missing a day. And in those 2 short months I ended up with 63 photos that were truly me that my family would have forever. But even more than that,  I learned to love myself in front of the camera. I learned what angles made me look best, I learned how to smile with my eyes and look straight into the lens.

Something had shifted inside. I no longer hide when someone takes a photograph of me. But even more than that….I’ve learned to rock it. So I’m sharing what I learned with you. And I’d love to see what you come up with.

1. Get really comfortable with the camera you’re using, even if it’s your phone. You don’t want to be fumbling with setting when you’re in the midst of trying to get comfortable in front of the lens. Start taking a lot of photos of everything so you know how the thing works.

2. Light is your friend. Find a big window and face it. If you’re outside, get under a shady tree but still face the light.

3. Turn on some music that makes you feel alive. I like the Dixie Chicks for this, right now. But it changes all the time.

4. Shoot down. Get the camera up into the air above your hit and look up. It makes your eyes look big.

5. Start with funny faces. Take a few shots of you just making ridiculous faces. There is no pressure for these shots to be fabulous and it gets you comfy in front of the lens.

6. When you go for “the shot” imagine yourself smiling with your eyes. Lift your eye lids and open your eyes just a bit bigger. Not too big though or you’ll just look surprised.

7. Take a lot of photos of yourself. There’s no pressure to get the first one just how you envisioned. Take a lot. The more you take the more you have to choose from.

8. Don’t dissect your looks. You are beautiful. You are loved. You are sexy. Look deep into your eyes in the photos. You’ve seen so much and you’re still here. And full of so much depth and strength. See that, not the things you can’t change about your face and body.

9. If you use your phone add a filter or use an app to edit. I have an iPhone 4 and  I love it’s camera. I’ve had images printed from it and they are pretty great. No, it doesn’t replace a nice camera but it goes to show you can get a great self shot with your phone.

10. Share yourself. People love to see you. And by sharing your self portraits you’ll see that not every one has the critical eye you do about yourself.

It takes a bit to get into the groove but I promise, it’s like anything new, the more you do it, the better you get.

Positive Flow

 

I’m not sure where it started but I’m sure that it’s not a new trend, it’s been around for as long as I can remember. And it seems that it’s gotten worse. I’m wondering what our daughters will see in their generation?

What am I talking about? The strong urge that we as women have to beat each other down with our words. I find it ironic because we don’t do it to each others lovely faces as much as we do it behind our beautiful rear ends.

We do it at the beach about the woman in the bikini at the beach, we do it when a friend succeeds in something, we do it when we witness another mama’s parenting, we do it when good things happen and when tragedy strikes.

When did it become okay to use our words to talk negatively about someone else so that we feel better about who we are. Why are we using others in such a negative way to propel our sense of self worth. And is this really the most positive way to get our identity? Do we really want to be the kind of people who beat others down? What if this was physical abuse? We’d stand on street corners and proclaim that it was injustice, but we do it with our words and it’s just as painful.

We justify it because they don’t actually hear us saying it but what if you pictured every word coming out of your mouth and attaching to the person that you were talking about? Would they walk around with a lighter step, feeling more secure in who they are? And would you be able to carry the things that were said to you? Do we really need to expel our own doubts and hurts onto another soul who has value and maybe some different ideas than our own?

As much as anyone, I’m preaching to myself today. I’ve found myself in situations where the road turns and we focus on someone who isn’t there and begin the barrage of negative talk and there are plenty of times I’ve instigated that conversation.

Would you take a pledge with me? Would you fill this earth and the sky with more positive waves? Would you speak love or even keep silent rather than use someone else and the struggles that they carry to make yourself feel better?

Would you look in the mirror today and say something really nice to yourself about you? Let’s start there and let it trickle out.