Faith Style

If you attended the Honour Your Style Event that took place last week you were privileged to experience something extraordinary, the beautiful words of Fiona Suliman. My words cannot express the soul of this beautiful spirit. There were many who asked at the event and even there after for a copy of her powerful poem. Thank you Fiona for allowing me to share this with my auidence whom I know will be deeply touched by your words.

Perfect, Whole and Complete

Three words that I in no way used to describe me

I was funny and loyal and had a great personality

I was never the girl who I wanted to be

But this isn’t the story about who I used to be

I wanna tell you the story of when I opened my eyes

Not the ones I use to see my nose or my thick thighs

The ones I use to see the strength that lies inside

You see a girl who knows who she is

Is powerful and beautiful and radiates bliss

She is a girl who walks with her head held high

No matter what is being hollered from cars passing by

She is the girl who isn’t afraid of her tears, so they visit her less often

She is the girl who doesn’t see the things that she doesn’t want to see

None of it phases her; she is Perfect, Whole and Complete

Now a friend once asked does that mean you’ve given up?

Is there nothing more for you to achieve so you’re done?

You’re perfect, whole and complete?

The answer is simple, I’m never done.

Right now is all that matters

Right now I’m doing my best

Right now I am perfect, whole and complete

I will not let my past define me

I will not wait until my future to be happy

Right now I am living while before…

Well let’s just say, before there was a reason for change

And now that change has come

I wonder how I lived without it

And I remember…

Oh ya, I was the girl always trying to hide,

I was the girl who was loyal and kind

But those are just words used to describe

The girl who was victimized with tears in her eyes

Not because everyone thought she had a great personality…

BUT….

Yes, But…she’s a little heavy

She has a sexy voice but when her friends friends would ask

“Yo, what’s the deal with the girl who answered your phone?  Is she hot?”

You would say “no”

You see that made me, hate me.

But it has less than nothing to do with how you perceive me, but how I chose to look at my beauty.

It was those moments when I gave up my power by believing that you had any stake in how I feel

It was me victimizing myself to stay in the safe little 2 by 2 box that I could defined my entire self in.

It doesn’t matter if you think I’m hot or not

It doesn’t matter because validation isn’t necessary

When you have the answer inside of you

That box can’t hold everything that you are

Because you are bigger than your body and it has nothing to do with weight!

But, lets get back to that day… the day I opened my eyes

They were bloodshot and dry from years of crying on the inside

They were squinting, not quite ready to adjust to the light

This new light that was opening up inside of me

My heart was breaking

But not in the way you think I mean

My heart was breaking the shell of my self-hatred

My heart was opening to the beauty that was there all along

My heart was forcing me to see

Because I had forgotten

I had forgotten that I was perfect, whole and complete

That my Maker, made no mistakes on me

And that no person, not a single one on earth has the ability to take that away from me

I am my own best friend just like I was my own worst enemy

With my eyes now open and my language changing

Words like “can’t” turned into “probabilities” and “nevers” turned into “why nots”

I made my life into what I want it to be

See cuz I’m still loving, loyal, funny with a great personality

But I am also beautiful and strong and intelligent and sensual and well…I could go on and on and on but all you need to know is the woman standing before you, well she

She’s perfect and whole and complete

Written & Performed by Fiona Suliman. To experience these words by Fiona herself, click here