
But don't call yourself a "Goddess" or a "Diva." You undercut the words. Diva once meant the one pinnacle star, the one true "Artiste" of female singers. It was a term, both cast in love and scorn on those striving for perfection in the Operatic scene. It comes with heaps of luggage, royal levels of self-involvement and the constant challenge to defend your greatness.

Why do you need to put yourself on such a throne? Does the need for adoration really mark a healthy sense of self? Does labeling yourself a goddess, if you do sincerely, really attach more meaning to your life?
I know I seem a bit mean, but that's not my intent. As I stated earlier, I understand the need to build ones ego. My only concern lies in what you don't see. Healthy people, with well balanced egos, see the self adornment of luxurious adjectives and imaginary thrones as the weakness you think it hides. You are the naked emperor on the march through the town, and that boy who points out the truth may only be blocks away.
Femininity is a powerful thing. A strong and wonderful force that you wield. But the true Diva or Goddess does not need to self declare. With my heart open, please don't live your life on throne to protect your ego and if you do come down into the village to meet with us commoners naked, let it be with the naked glory of true love for yourself. You will impress us with your humble strength and femininity, much more than with words that have been diluted and separated from the power they once held.
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