I feel my resistance to writing these words, am I sitting in judgement? what are my motivations for my words? I am well aware that when something triggers me deeply it is usually because it is something I do (usually unconsciously) or something I am repressing. This morning I write about the division that arises between the feminine. We talk about patriarchy and about how woman has been oppressed by man. Equally as destructive is the divide within the sisterhood. As women we hold great wisdom, the power we hold has the ability to change worlds. When we are in competition and when we speak unkindly about our fellow sisters, the vicious cycle of separation continues. It is time to break this cycle that has spanned lifetimes.
After hearing unkind words spoken, about one I love, I feel my anger rising. Old ways of reacting no longer an option. These ways, no longer my ways. No longer the path I walk. We all know this. It resides in the collective, underlying, subtle put downs, that do not serve anyone. Deep, trust is broken as words are used to pull down another. We are human, we make mistakes, we have shadows. I am aware when I am fighting my own inner battle and darkness, it is in these moments that unkindness can arise. As I stand looking from the outside I want to say, isn't it time we take responsibility for these unconscious ways? Surely this darkness needs to be shed and purged? Maybe my judgement and firm words are not the answer. Maybe what is called for is patience and compassion and trust that we are all, wherever we are meant to be. Its in these moments where my faith in the collective sisterhood waivers, yet only for a moment, as I remember who we really are. I remember our innate beauty, our strength and deeply woven connections. I feel an awareness dawning, a new path being forged, one whereby we as the feminine stand by each other. It is our time to stop judging, start loving and rise together.
It is common in our lands of Byron, for us women to gather together, we sing, bathe, dance & connect. Our bonding is rebuilding a trust that has been broken over lifetimes. These circles, ancient, healing medicine. We are restoring one of the most precious gifts of life, the love of the Sisterhood. Sitting with woman in circle is one of the safest spaces that I know. I am blessed to be weaving sacred ways with women who hold deep awareness. I'm humbled to be surrounded by souls, who have a clear knowing that when a fellow sister rises, then we all do! There is enough abundance, light and love to go around. We all get to shine. If one is shining in all of their light, this does not diminish another. Life does not work like that. The more ones rises, the more we all rise.
May we remember who we really are. May we move past separation and judgement and step into self responsibility for our creation. May we support each other, accept and love one another. May we use our words wisely and with integrity. May we make a stand and make a difference for how we want this world to be. Will we mess up? Yes probably, I know that I am learning, yesterday I spoke harshly, I felt that yucky feeling that is so prevalently being revealed to me these days. Soul doesn't let me get away with anything anymore, it doesn't matter big or small. I am just getting clearer on what thoughts, actions and words hold resonance with who I am. Old ways no longer an option as my spirit gets clearer and my truth stronger. I feel inspired by collectively who we are and the world we are creating..... We will rise.......