On Willow

Listen. Is it weird that I want to be Willow Smith when I grow up? (taking into full consideration that none of us know who Willow really is and this whole Willow as unicorn fairy child / Jada as mother of the year bit could be the most devious and amazing marketing scheme ever)

I mean to say, if any of us was raised in a way that respected our authentic, constantly changing, powerful, magical selves would I be whipping my lopsided-ass fro around with as much utter disregard of the status quo and other’s opinions as this fierce young person seems to have? Or would that be ages ago for us, would we have gotten that out of the way in our pre-teens like Willow? Would we now be living and shining in the glory of our power today instead of collectively sweeping up all our little broken pieces and trying to fit them back into each other into something that feels useable? Would we still be reveling in the success of just functioning another day, getting out of bed another day, dragging our depressed and degraded masses into the world another day–or would we be capable of something more, something beyond our wildest dreams?

Or are we still actually capable of something more and maybe just got a late start? Just in case, I’m gonna start my day by reading some Pinkett-Smith & swinging this fro around.

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