On Loving Self: Inspired By the 30-Somethings7/15/2014
by Nicole Sek Uhhh 30 feels utterly spectacular! I’ve finally arrived. I look around me and I can...
by Nicole Sek
Uhhh 30 feels utterly spectacular! I’ve finally arrived. I look around me and I can breathe a sigh of relief because I’m surrounded by people who truly make my heart sing. Many of my friends have celebrated or will soon celebrate the dawn of a new day: the thrilling thirties. And, if 30 is any indication of what’s to accompany the 40s, 50s, 60s, and so forth—I’m totally up for the joyride.
At the age of 32, singer-songwriter-performer extraordinaire Beyoncé released her fifth studio album entitled BEYONCÉ (2013), which sent an electric jolt coursing through the veins of millions of women who were able to live vicariously through her songs by way of her intimate and insightful accounts of being a woman who has chosen to reject constricting definitions of what it means to be a mother, wife, sister, friend, daughter, and entertainer—most unabashedly. It’s plain that the thirties are treating Beyoncé quite well, as they are countless other women.
Memes about the track “Flawless” have steadily been making their way across social media streams in recent months. And, if at first listen it seems as though the song is about self-indulgence, let’s nip that thought right in the bud. “I woke up like this” is certainly more of an ode to the ladies who feel consternation about the (natural) way in which they wake up every morning and ways of overcoming personal beauty complexes. Whenever I come across #Iwokeuplikethis on my Instagram feed, feelings of instantaneous glee overtakes me, my surmising that yet another woman posted a selfie, not because she’s narcissistic but because she woke up feeling in love with herself. Even if not in the literal sense of having woken up “like this,” it still helps to think that myriad women are comfortable in their own skin. Finally. Let’s put that overly psycho-pathologized idea that taking selfies is somehow linked narcissism to rest, yeah?
We’re flawless. Thanks Beyoncé.
Critics have come out full throttle with choice words for Beyoncé, insinuating that the singer is doing more harm than good to the impressionable minds of young women who choose to indulge in Bey’ s music. Though there are certainly aspects of Beyoncé’s assertions around sexuality and image that make me uncomfortable at times, I can’t help but note her evolution from a teen into womanhood—in a manner that has best suited her. Even more, this new wave of Beyoncéism comes after relieving her Father Mathew Knowles of his managerial duties—pointing even more so to the idea that Beyoncé is currently in full control of her body, without A&R teams, a manager or any other person who could act as a puppeteer, instructing Bey about what she should or should not be doing as it concerns her public image. Beyoncé is no puppet y’all.
When we begin to view Beyoncé as human, as opposed to seeing her as an omnipresent specimen that simply performs inside of sold out arenas for our viewing pleasure, we are able to take up Beyoncé in a much different light—a positive light, if you will. Like myself, activist-author Janet Mock has opted to take up the good, the bad and the ugly for use as something transformative by asserting that although she takes issue with certain aspects of Beyoncé’s visibility, particularly the Anna Mae reference in the singer’s “Drunk in Love”—she is still able to take a step back and accept Bey as “owning her body and claiming that space.”
Which brings me to my point. If the feminist movement purports to support the liberation of women—of all women that is—we should be able to accept that feminism will look different for all of its constituents. It’s refreshing to be able to witness the women who have made it through their 20s and have sprung into their 30s with a mean pep in their step. I absolutely love to witness those women who have survived: survived tumultuous relationships, misguided friendships, poor decisions around health and wellness, confusion around career and education, trepidation as it relates to motherhood and the list goes on.
Today, I look around and feel ever inspired by the women I know who have survived an era of not knowing what makes them happy, to now being able to carve out a bright future for themselves, realizing wholeheartedly what feeds their souls with respect to the types of love relationships and friendships they are willing to accept, nurture and foster. Needless to say, it’s not easy overcoming vulnerability and uncertainty. Loving self should always be viewed as a work in progress. And, when we land at a place wherein we our comfortable with ourselves we begin to care less about others’ opinions, as would appear to be the case with Beyoncé. It takes time and courage to be able to express confidence in a world that seeks to diminish others’ truths. I perceive Beyoncé as brave. Not simply because she’s Beyoncé; rather because it’s easy to take a jab at a woman like Beyoncé: a woman who appears visible only from the vantage point of your living room couch through the television screen or incognito through your Smartphone. Would it be as easy to take a jab at yourself and question your own femininity?
It ain’t easy being a woman. Period.
I am thankful to have turned thirty. I feel more beautiful than I ever have in my life. It feels good to recognize that we are merely mirrors of each other: we attract either that which we are or that which we are willing to accept from others. I can see the results of what happens to those who only accept the best for themselves. I now witness the best through friends who have made poor decisions regarding love in their early twenties who are now happily married; I witness the best in friends who are now settled in or about to begin their respective careers after years of indecision; I witness the best in newly divorced friends who have taken the lesson from their past relationship and have chosen to use that as fuel for ways in which to improve on their next relationship/marriage; I witness the best in women with children, who are courageously in pursuit of their education, while juggling motherhood; I witness the best in women who have faced health issues but, strive to keep on pushing in spite of it all; I witness it all and I’m so thankful to my twenties for having led me to the point of being able to learn from past mistakes and pour loving thoughts into my current situation.
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Nikki is an educator and writer, whose musings cover broad-based topics including but, not limited to: art, culture, music and love. She holds a Master’s degree in Education from the Ontario Institute for Studies in Education at the University of Toronto. You can follow her on Twitter @artculturemusic.