What does it mean to be a Woman?
It means: holding the power of softness and sanctuary, of words and song, of compassion and forgiveness; but sometimes forgetting that these qualities are not weak, but Mighty, and therefore shrinking, despite ourselves
It means: wearing curves for birthing and nurturing; rounded breasts for holding babies and scared children, or for seducing, (although often without consent); for shimmying and jiggling, because we are Beautiful; sometimes to be seen but also just because we are animals who must move our bodies to feel alive
It means: feeling pressured to please, conform, compete; to play dumb, deny our instincts, settle and starve; because society whispers those lies in our ears (from birth) – that our worth must be validated from somewhere outside ourselves
It means: being loud and laughing; or angry and full of fire; or wrenched and weeping; (even though they try to shush us) –but our voices of pain and joy and fury are a gift, and we are not afraid to FEEL
It means: being fierce and determined, bold and forceful, because we are constantly pushing against walls and dodging shame and guilt; yet sometimes we are sharpening ourselves beyond recognition (taught that angles are preferable to circles, although Nature proves otherwise)
It means: reaching out our hands (soft and manicured, veined and calloused, wrinkled and spotty) towards each other, because we are sisters in our tenderness and our struggle; because we are companions in our journey through tyrants; because we are collective weavers of Love, holding together the broken pieces of humanity
©Vixen Lea 2020
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