“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart.
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
As I collect in my memory all the times I felt happy, joyful and at peace… what comes up are all the times I accepted my ignorance. Times where I allowed myself to lean into all I didn’t know. Where I accepted I wasn’t in charge and didn’t need to feel in charge.
When living was a natural, pleasurable overflow of sentiments instead of being a task I must perform to show something to someone… to prove I can… to prove I exist. To prove I know or am on the way to knowing.
Let me prove it to you. Let me show you how valuable I am. Despite being a woman. Despite being attractive. May I be seen for my logic only and intelligence instead of any or all other attributes.
May I be accepted in your world of Logos, and reject all other talents.
It was a man’s world, you see.
Numbers, formulas, structures, reason and logic reigned supreme. The god they forced us all to believe in was a punishing god, a numbers god, who seemingly hated women with passion for all the things men couldn’t perform.
We were forced into marriages and early childbearing, thrown in convents, burned alive… A clock was ticking everywhere we went. Forcing us to swallow our voices, cry in silence, and be grateful we were given the privilege of male protection… protection. Protection from their own threats. Appease the executioner in order to get a lighter sentence.
I say, convict me at once. To live on my knees, prostrated in front of men, is offensive enough and a horror to the God I pray to.
In the realm of fantasy, dreams, spirituality and connection, women reign supreme. That’s where their talents shine. That's where my talents shine.
A whole life, a whole generation… A whole history of women being forced to translate their language to men.
Erased from science, history, religion, education…
Fear: Men fear Women most of all.
They prefer to wage wars, take by force what does not belong to them… men rather self destroy than yield to feminine power.
What a sad tale of hybris…
As for me, I will stay engaged in the world I came from. A supernova of feelings and intuition, a black hole of male supremacy. Destroying everything in my path that does not belong to me.
We need women to be women, delicate and beautiful. Intuitive and wise… To love, comfort and breastfeed humanity into a brave new world.
Feeling connected to your intuition?
For out of my breasts comes only nourishment, not entertainment. Out of my womb, a promise of a better future. Despite your insistence of it being nothing more than a carousel ride…
To be alone… To be utterly alone… Just me, myself and I… Is the best a woman can truly get.
Unpolluted by quickly expiring logic. Logic is dirt in your lenses, that clouds your greatest achievements. Logic impedes Vision of the Future. Logic is the only thing standing in the way of true connection to God.
You are blind. Blind. Blind to the miracles that the universe bestows on us every single day. For you must use LOGIC! That urge to categorize, label and organize.
Logic, the scissor that cuts your divine umbilical cord. Don’t let it. Don’t allow it.
Stay Connected.
Feeling connected to your intuition?
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