There’s a presence in this world that has been denied, discriminated against and outright fought to be kept from full expression. Much like the blacks were suppressed for decades, the homosexuals violently attacked for coming out, the current day discrimination is a full blown attack against the feminine spirit. An energy so beautiful, so raw, and so expressive that it seems the world knows not how to handle it. Knows not where it belongs in a masculine dominated society.
When I speak of feminine and masculine, I am not referring to the genders of male and female but rather speaking of energies. Our entire world is made up of these dual opposing energies, working in flow and balance together while remaining in complete polarity of one another. A sacred dance together.
Not only does every person contain these energies within them, but every aspect of the Universe is made up of either feminine or masculine energy. While each person is predominantly stronger in one of the energies, we do all in fact, possess both.
There’s a problem though. A huge fucking problem.
The feminine has been lost. Pushed against. Made out to be wrong.
So much so, that many predominantly feminine creatures would defend and attack the very notion that they aren’t in full expression, so conditioned to remain in their masculine, they don’t even realize the part of them that is crying out, desperate to be experienced.
It’s the part of us that has been told that it’s not okay to lose control, to not have all the answers, to not feel every emotion that passes through our body in its entirety. It’s the part of us that doesn’t want or know how to figure it all out; that knows we’ve arrived at the right answer but can’t explain how. It’s the part of us that wants to be ravished, made sweet tender love to, and kissed so deeply that our knees threaten to buckle. It’s the part of us that at times wants to cry for no reason other than our heart is moved and shook to the very core of our being. The part of us that wants to dance around a room, swaying our hips from side to side in tune with the heavenly melody flowing to our ears. It’s the part of us that wants to receive and express full pleasure in a way that resonates with our heart and entire body in that moment, not how we saw some sexy porn star moan and twist.
Here we are, feminine creatures, born into a masculine dominant world, thinking and feeling from birth as though we’ve done something wrong or that we need to change something fundamental about ourselves rather than showing up as exactly who the fuck we feel like.
You can’t tweak who you are. You can mask it, cover it up, and try to present yourself in any way that is something other than what you actually are. But you will know, in your heart of hearts that you have abandoned yourself in the pursuit of acceptance by a world that’s already functioning on a lack of authenticity. You will feel it.
It will come across in the feeling that no one sees you for who you really are. That no one understands you and that everyone refuses to accept you for who you feel like. It shows up in the feeling that there’s something wrong with you that must be bettered, changed, and fixed. It shows up in the knowing that you aren’t being one hundred percent totally honest about what you’re feeling in each and every moment. It feels like a lion is living inside of you, pacing from side to side of her small cage, roaring to be set free.
But you’re not sure what to do because this is what you’ve been taught. It’s who you’ve been told to be, pushing forward, figuring out who you need to be to get ahead in this world and in this life. Who you’ve been told you need to be in order to be successful in your career and relationships, doing what everyone else might expect from you rather than honoring that beautiful feminine creature dancing inside of you that knows what to do, whispering in your ear at every turn. But that you ignore in pursuit of accomplishing the “to-do’s” that you’ve been told will progress you.
See the thing is…
Who you feel like you are is exactly who you should be showing up as. Not a fucking detail different and despite what the world around you would tell you to be.
So, I invite you, my fellow sacred feminine creatures, to listen to that voice whispering in your ear and that lion roaring in your belly because that voice and that lion are you. Everything else you’ve tried on and felt foreign in, is nothing more than society’s conditioning.
Honor that part of you that wants to flow and move in a way that doesn’t always make sense to the logic mind because that is your Divine Feminine, begging desperately to be expressed.