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Not Traditionally......Anything

“Not Traditionally Attractive” was a phrase I heard a woman use, a few months ago. I cannot remember the exact context in which the phrase was used, but the phrase-itself-has stayed with me.

I’m not traditionally attractive. There’s nothing wrong with that. I don’t find myself unattractive. I just accept me and my beauty for what and how it is.

But this post isn’t about how attractive I am (or not). Though I respect certain traditions and history, I’d say I defy tradition as a whole. If it resonates with me, great. But I don’t fall into the habit of doing things, blindly, just because they’ve always been done.

My relationship dynamics are not traditional. Some may label them unorthodox. Some will try to understand. And others will not be open to anything outside the norm. I like to think I’m a free thinker. I’m comfortable outside the box. I take the road less traveled, the off beaten path. Not to be defiant. Just to be true to who I am. Monogamy has never really felt good to me. I see and understand love from a perspective of abundance. And I value and appreciate my solace too much to wanna give that up. I’m aware that I can be in a relationship and still keep parts of who I am. That is exactly my intention. All relationships require us to change-grow-relinquish something that is a part of us. And that’s not bad. Life is full of discomfort and change. We cannot and should not attempt to remain stagnant in who we are or what we are.

I like the idea of community and a village. I like the idea of modeling love and abundance of love to children. I like what polygamy could do to benefit those I love. To those closest to me. I like how polygamy makes me feel, as a person, a woman, a mother. I like that I am able to see a relationship dynamic other than monogamy. I like that I can create the relationship I want. Design what works for me and my partner (s). I like that this vast world is full of wandering spirits who seek their truth. And I like that my relationship can look exactly as I want it to look. And so can yours.

The moral of this post is to create/design the life you want. Do what works for you and your relationship. Don’t be afraid to try something different. Something that may not be traditional, but feels good to you. Feed your soul. Most importantly, sit with yourself and find who you are and what you want.

-Nicole Rene

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