I like the wild and how nature is allowed to express itself unapologetically. But weeds, however, can often be a bit of a nuisance. I like to pull them. There is something really cathartic about doing it. It is one thing that gives me immediate gratification for all of the hard work I have put in. In our day to day lives it can often take months or years to see the fruits of our labors, so I really appreciate this simple task.

And while I like to pull weeds, there are several that are beautiful and worth keeping.  They actually provide several benefits, as long as they aren’t over-taking your garden.  In a way, we often treat people the way we treat weeds; ignoring their beauty because we are so blinded by their appearance or resume.

We disregard them, cast them aside, never let them reach their potential, ignore them all together and never give them a chance, simply because we have pre-conceived notions about them that probably aren’t even true. We make snap judgements and convince ourselves they are nothing more than an inconvenience on our path to wherever it is we think we are headed.

Weeds, like people, serve a purpose, no matter how stubborn, obnoxious, annoying or useless you think they might be. Everyone comes into your life for a reason. We learn about ourselves from every encounter, and if we listen, we learn about others as well. Often times the most difficult and frustrating encounters teach us the most. We learn to love ourselves more and never allow any of the bad weeds to poison our garden again.

When you start to get this concept you become keenly aware of people who are authentic. The more awakened you become to this, the more you attract like-minded individuals. But what do you do about the weeds that cling to your garden, threatening all of the beautiful blooms you are trying to create? You step into your power, speak your truth and then allow others to be where they are on their journey instead of forcing them to meet you on yours, understanding there is no right or wrong place to be.

You would think that the circles I run in are filled with a bunch of phonies, but they’re not. There is a nice thing that happens when you become more conscious of who you are and what matters most. You start to appreciate people for what they have to offer, rather than holding them to some unrealistic expectation. You let go of perfect and just allow what is, even if it means letting go.

On a weekly basis I literally see the same faces, vying for the same jobs.  And while this is a known, we all support one another, respect who we are as individuals and understand that if we are not chosen for a particular job it has nothing to do with us as a person, it was simply the client’s vision and nothing more than that.

The vision usually involves weeds; the bad kind. Personally speaking, the kind I would like to kick to the curb once and for all. Ad agencies who cast commercials are filled with girls in their twenties. They have this idea that women over 50 all have gray hair and take pills. So not true! They categorize us by what they think the “norm” is, but most actresses and print models are not the norm.

I’m not your typical woman and neither are the women I audition with. If you want typical, hire your own mother, not me. I keep wondering when the world is going to wake up and stop categorizing women as weeds that should be discarded, once they reach a certain age. It’s so yesterday! Even my agent falls prey to this because he wants to make money-it’s his job. After my last photo shoot he called the photographer and yelled at her, saying I looked too glamorous.  She was distraught. She loved the photos and so did I.

I’m not going to apologize for who I am, how I look or be the kind of weed you discard. I may not be the rose in the garden or even the lavender, but I’m still fucking awesome. I hate commercials. I’m an actress. I live for the theatre, love to play characters and yearn to be seen and heard for who I am, not what you think I should be.

We’re all actors! We yearn to be seen and heard for who we are. To be loved or at least liked…a lot.  No matter how hard we climb, how hard we pretend and how hard we try to avoid what seems to be the inevitable, what we all really want is to be recognized and honored for you we really are.

As simple as it is, it’s true. No matter who you are, what you do, or how much you make, you just want to feel special.

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I’m a creative. This means I live in my head, my heart and follow inspiration whenever it is gifted to me. I love acting, modeling, writing and coming up with new ideas to help inspire others.

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