A new era is breaking…
Not in the scripted speeches of polished leaders…
But in the trembling hearts of those who refuse to be silenced.
These are the “unshameable”…
Unbroken, unshaken, unbound.
Who pledge their hearts before unseen witness…
To live with such fierce truth that the old lies cannot hold sway.
They are the prophets of this new time,
The warriors of wild vulnerability,
The alchemists who transmute pain into power.
The old world trembles, for it knows its reign is ending.
Its walls, built on pretence and withholding, crumble beneath the weight of naked authenticity.
Shame’s grip loosens as truth-seekers raise their voices like thunder…
This is a revolution by hearts unmasked and spirits unleashed.
The “unshameable” build bridges where others build walls…
Speak truths that dismantle hierarchies of hollow praise…
And stand in the light even when it threatens to burn them whole.
Know this:
Belonging forged in the fire of shame is a lie.
True belonging… sacred and fierce… is birthed in the courage to be seen, to be flawed, to be real, to be fully alive.
The “unshameable” are the architects of this belonging,
The “foremothers” of a new world where power flows from presence,
Where leadership rises without thrones,
Where power is not held above, but ignited within, and the brave lead by becoming fully themselves.
If you hear the call rising in your bones…
For the old stories of shame to no longer bind you..
Then step forward.
UNSHAMEABLE
Because the new world waits for no one.
It is being born here, now,
In the courage of those who say:
“This is who I am.
Whole, wounded, wild… and “unshameably free.”
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What moved within you as these words found their way home?
By Melanie Ann Layer - Alpha Femme
"The “unshameable” build bridges where others build walls…" !!!!!!
It is an assignment!!!!
As I read these words, it felt as if I am reading a manifesto for the wild and free women of this world. The last few lines made me tear up. It's everything I feel about myself since participating in The Experiment. I journaled today around releasing the shame of being human, that I've made mistakes, and I've struggled. Who hasn't? Releasing my shame allowed me to give myself permission to be alive. To be the woman I know I am to the core, and damn the naysayers. A few judgements mean nothing in the grand scheme of things. And a few judgements isn't worth giving my power away, or dimming my light.
This is my new mantra:
“This is who I am.
Whole, wounded, wild… and “unshameably free.”