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feathering and the divine feminine
the celebration of Imbolc was awesome. my girls are the coolest people.
Imbolc is the welcome of spring -- a totally feminine type of ritual. we celebrate the divine feminine, bringing forth new life and nurturing it. this is a powerful time of year.
we spoke of what we need to let go of and what we need to nurture in the time to come. i won't speak for the girls, but for me, i wish to let go of the anxiety for the future. it's been a big transitional year for me, and it's not over yet. the supports i've leaned on in the past are still there, just transformed. i want to be more accepting and comfortable with change -- because, after all, change is the only constant. i don't want to be so worried about what will happen, or what will change, i want to be able to live in the moment and savor it for what it offers.
then the question was asked -- when do you feel most like a woman?
i think this is a very interesting question, and we (females) should all ask ourselves this from time to time, as a reality check.
being female is a powerful thing. some women take their power and waste it on the unworthy, or squander it without thinking about it for instant gratification. instant gratification has its place, but you can't do this on a consistant basis as it depletes power without regenerating it. it's disrespectful not only to yourself, or to the Mother, but also to all the other women out there.
when do i feel most like a woman? sometimes it's in bed, when there are no barriers and everything is laid bare and open. the times when you know you have his heart in your hands, and with one word you could crush it entirely or uplift it to the heights neither of you expected. this is power.
but it's mostly in the little things when i'll feel most like a woman. making something for someone else, whether it be a meal or a shawl or whatever. transforming a room into a comfortable nest. shaving my legs. holding a baby and making it stop crying. curling my hair, or even the simple act of putting on high heels and a dress.
(which really, i think would be a cool thing to do. get all gussied up to do the dishes -- yeah, that's cool.)
women are not as aware of their power as they should be. with great power comes great responsibility (as Spider Man was told by his uncle) and it's up to us to not only recognize our power, but to use it responsibly and not waste it.
i find great power in serving others. by submission, to life or to another person (in whatever capacity -- work, love, life in general) there is power. the trick is to acknowledge it, recognize it, and work with it in a positive way.
every time i celebrate with my daughters, i find a renewed resolve to do the best i can. it raises questions i need to consider, and provides support and a peaceful feeling. i am indeed a lucky and much blessed woman.
****
so today, i'm going to focus on cleaning up some stuff, throw out the negative crapola that will insist it has a place here, and contemplate my divine feminine power.
i encourage you to do the same.
****
in other news, we think Miss Thang took a burn from some constructive criticism regarding her job performance and quit. what does this do to my 'vacation?' good question, kids. well, you know me. i live to serve.
it looks like i'll be on deck for at least Tuesday -- Gem's partner in crime has to have a quadruple bypass that day. (please send your good and healing vibes, peeps. he's a hella nice guy, and Gem is a wonderful person.) other than that, i should be good to go. yeah, i know. i'm not real thrilled with it either, but what can you do? i'm just hoping that he comes through it okay and that Gem remembers to take care of herself while in the midst of all of this. whatever i can do to help.
****
now, if you'll excuse me, i have a nest to feather.
:)
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
Imbolc is the welcome of spring -- a totally feminine type of ritual. we celebrate the divine feminine, bringing forth new life and nurturing it. this is a powerful time of year.
we spoke of what we need to let go of and what we need to nurture in the time to come. i won't speak for the girls, but for me, i wish to let go of the anxiety for the future. it's been a big transitional year for me, and it's not over yet. the supports i've leaned on in the past are still there, just transformed. i want to be more accepting and comfortable with change -- because, after all, change is the only constant. i don't want to be so worried about what will happen, or what will change, i want to be able to live in the moment and savor it for what it offers.
then the question was asked -- when do you feel most like a woman?
i think this is a very interesting question, and we (females) should all ask ourselves this from time to time, as a reality check.
being female is a powerful thing. some women take their power and waste it on the unworthy, or squander it without thinking about it for instant gratification. instant gratification has its place, but you can't do this on a consistant basis as it depletes power without regenerating it. it's disrespectful not only to yourself, or to the Mother, but also to all the other women out there.
when do i feel most like a woman? sometimes it's in bed, when there are no barriers and everything is laid bare and open. the times when you know you have his heart in your hands, and with one word you could crush it entirely or uplift it to the heights neither of you expected. this is power.
but it's mostly in the little things when i'll feel most like a woman. making something for someone else, whether it be a meal or a shawl or whatever. transforming a room into a comfortable nest. shaving my legs. holding a baby and making it stop crying. curling my hair, or even the simple act of putting on high heels and a dress.
(which really, i think would be a cool thing to do. get all gussied up to do the dishes -- yeah, that's cool.)
women are not as aware of their power as they should be. with great power comes great responsibility (as Spider Man was told by his uncle) and it's up to us to not only recognize our power, but to use it responsibly and not waste it.
i find great power in serving others. by submission, to life or to another person (in whatever capacity -- work, love, life in general) there is power. the trick is to acknowledge it, recognize it, and work with it in a positive way.
every time i celebrate with my daughters, i find a renewed resolve to do the best i can. it raises questions i need to consider, and provides support and a peaceful feeling. i am indeed a lucky and much blessed woman.
****
so today, i'm going to focus on cleaning up some stuff, throw out the negative crapola that will insist it has a place here, and contemplate my divine feminine power.
i encourage you to do the same.
****
in other news, we think Miss Thang took a burn from some constructive criticism regarding her job performance and quit. what does this do to my 'vacation?' good question, kids. well, you know me. i live to serve.
it looks like i'll be on deck for at least Tuesday -- Gem's partner in crime has to have a quadruple bypass that day. (please send your good and healing vibes, peeps. he's a hella nice guy, and Gem is a wonderful person.) other than that, i should be good to go. yeah, i know. i'm not real thrilled with it either, but what can you do? i'm just hoping that he comes through it okay and that Gem remembers to take care of herself while in the midst of all of this. whatever i can do to help.
****
now, if you'll excuse me, i have a nest to feather.
:)
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
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