I need no permission to live, to love, to dream.
I am the boss of my own truth,
My world, my universe.
I enjoy inviting people around me
To walk into my world.
Whoever wants to visit it is welcome,
But please come in
Free of criticism or prejudice.
I am a woman and, by nature,
I carry on my shoulders the weight of the world.
I want to be a guilty-free woman.
Be a good wife and always a good lover.
Be a good mother but go nuts once in a while.
I want to take care of home and
Be able to run away from it when I need to.
Then go back, vigorous and fresh,
Humming a song.
I want to lead my life, to have a job,
Go after something
to fulfill my personal quests.
But I don´t want to prove my competence,
I know what I can do and
That is what matters!
I can love unconditionally,
Be elegant, follow etiquette rules.
But I can also break rules
With no harm to anyone.
I can feel the world pulsing in my veins,
Feel the pain
And weep tears of sorrow for humanity.
What about my own pain?
I can cry compulsively.
Joy? I can laugh my worries off,
Adapt myself to the new writing rules,
Break them all when feeling emotional
And I find it fantastic!
I want to wander on my flip flops
When my feet are worn out of high heels.
I want to let the wind blow out my hair,
Smear my mascara every time I cry.
To feel beautiful with make-up on
Or go out in rolls if I have to.
I want to feel proud of the gray hair
Growing steadily every day.
I want to look in the mirror and
Acknowledge my expression marks
As the memories of an eventful life.
Distress? Yes, a lot.
Pleasure? Wow, so much.
Happiness? So many moments nourished me
And made me smile.
I want to love any kind of love
Daughter´s, mother´s, friend´s,
The lover´s love and the purest one,
The Platonic and the daily love.
I want to be a doting mother,
And kiss the one
With whom I chose to share my life.
Man, woman, younger or older.
I want to go through the ups and downs
Of my hormones,
Even though they drive me crazy.
To meditate and pursue my inner peace
I can be controversial,
Contradictory and paradoxical,
Even polemical sometimes.
I share my stories and astonish myself
To learn that mine are not
The only special ones.
I am not alone
In this beautiful and nerve racking condition.
I am human, I live on planet Earth
I have duties, strengths and weaknesses.
I am a dreamer, living in the clouds.
Sometimes I am an alien,
A creature from another planet
I can fly far and away, I love to feel free
Although the landing is not always smooth.
I can jump off a parachute
And arrive all tangled up at the bottom.
This is who I am.
A mix of nothing and everything,
The fulfillment of completeness,
The conflict of emptiness.
Above everything, I am a woman
And do not follow a script.
I want to write my own history,
Get rid of the chains,
Sing and dance, tap dance and roar.
I want self- respect!
And never, ever stop loving myself.
Note: This text is dedicated to all women on this Dia Internacional da Mulher
(International Woman´s Day), March 8, 2011.
Translator: Ana Paula C. Doherty
Special thanks to my dear friend Ana Paula C.Doherty that once again translated not just the words but my emotions.
You are really good and special!