2 Faces

She has two faces.

One face that she shows the world, loved ones, and in public.

The smiling one.

The happy, friendly, and talkative one.

The confident one full of laughter and positivity.

The face that everyone is used to.

The second face is the real face.

The one she tries not to show anyone.

The face behind closed doors, when she’s alone away from the world, in the security of her own emotions that she doesn’t want to show anyone else or have to explain them.

It’s exhausting trying to look happy and like nothing is bothering you.

The face that stares off at nothing or patterns on the floor or drapes.

The face that cries in the shower, in bed, car rides alone, cries sitting on the couch, or doing things around for house.

The sad face that stares back at her in the mirror and looks nothing like she used to be.

Well to her anyway. Others say she looks the same. The face that looks strong to the people she knows, but is really just shards of broken glass inside.

Yes, the girl that was there for everyone, and strong for others..is now split into two.

Two faces, one broken spirit.

She can’t bear the losses.

It feels like a chapter of a wonderful book closed never to be open again.

All she has are memories and visions in her head that she plays over and over.

Nothing is the same to her.

Everything is different. She can’t cope with daily life, her Doctor said. So she writes to help herself, and she has her two faces.

What’s funny is, the sad face is the face worth a thousand words underneath in the depths of complexity.

While the happy face full of laughter, love, positiveness, and fun..is a straight shooter.”

Credit to the known writer

Wolves – Dr. Clarissa Pinkola

It is interesting to note that among wolves, no matter how sick, no matter how cornered, no matter how alone, afraid, or weakened, the wolf will continue. She will lope even with a broken leg. She will go near others seeking the protection of the pack. She will strenuously outwait, outwit, outrun and outlast whatever is bedevilling her. She will put her all into taking breath after breath.

She will drag herself, if necessary, from place to place till she finds a good place, a healing place a place for thriving.

The hallmark of the wild nature is that it goes on.

So, if women must, they will paint blue sky on jail walls. If the skeins are burnt they will spin more. If the harvest is destroyed they will sow more immediately. Women will draw doors where there are none and open them and pass through into new ways and new lives.

Because the wild nature persists and prevails, women persist and prevail.

~Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes

art | Nadia Alenov

Man advice 4 Men

A man’s advice.

When she gets mad at you and leaves, follow her…

When she looks at your lips, kiss her…

When she gets upset and wants to leave everything, hold her and don’t let her go…

When you see her unkempt, tell her she’s beautiful…

When you see her crying, don’t say anything to her, just hug her…

When she’s afraid, make her feel protected,

Leave pride behind, it will stop you from moving forward and being happy…

You ask her: What if something is wrong?

– and answers you sadly, that it’s nothing:

No, don’t believe her, call her, take care of her…

When she’s bored or sad, ask her out

even if it’s just a walk, show her that she’s important in your life…

When you go somewhere with her, don’t look at anyone else, hug her and go

kisses you never know when they’ll be the last let her bite your lips let her know you’re hers nothing more…

Tell your friends that she is your priority, set boundaries and leave jealousy behind…

Send her a good morning, good day, good night message, invite her to the cinema, if you can’t, invite her to watch movies at your house, money can’t buy love…

Sincerity, honesty, loyalty, attention and love, beats a man with money, I tell you from my own experience…

The happiest moment of my life was when I had no money, but I had her.🥀🌷

Traumatized Women

“Here is a truth you often don’t hear: traumatized women have the potential to become the most powerful people in this world.

The most ignorant members of society call this type of woman “damaged.” But she is the most powerful type of woman there is. What they forget is that survivors have the most dangerous advantage of all: RESILIENCE

When you try and you try but you can never bring a woman down, you’ll know there is no going back. Don’t fool yourself. You could never defeat her. You never will.

This is the woman who will always rise from the dead; Lady Lazarus, after going through hell and back. This is the woman who has burned her feet in the flames time and time again and always lives to tell another tale – even if she has to crawl back to life.

She was never given love or approval on a silver platter, so in order to survive, she had to love herself in a way others could only dream of. She fought tooth and nail for her own self-acceptance.

No one cuddled her as a child or told her pretty things; she had to fend for herself each step of the way. She knows she can survive because she already has and will again.

When someone tells her, “You can’t do it,” she says, “Watch me.”

She is fiery light birthed out of wintery darkness. Brought into the underworld by Hades, Persephone brings forth spring and rebirth when she reemerges finally from the cold.

She owns her shadows and seamlessly weaves them into the fabric of her freedom, creativity, imagination and independence.

All of her life, she was given every evidence of human cruelty and the evil people were capable of. She understood early on that the monsters people dreamed of existed in human skin.

She lived all of her nightmares in high definition. She was given every reason to give up, handed every justification to never believe in herself or anyone.

But there is raw magic in the ways in which she cultivates a faith in herself, to manifest the dreams her soul was meant to bring forth.

Despite it all, she still conquers.

She still survives and thrives. ⚡️

The “damaged” woman is capable of immense manifestation not just in spite of, but because of the traumas she has gone through.

There is no one more motivated than a woman who has constantly been told what she cannot do or who she cannot be throughout her lifetime.

There is no one more determined to succeed than someone who has nothing left to lose.

The “damaged” woman doesn’t sign up for the hardships of her journey – but she plays the hell out of the cards she’s been dealt.

The “damaged” woman is not damaged at all – she is wounded, and in channeling and healing her wounds, she becomes the source of incredible energy, the site of unbelievable potential for abundance and change.

She possesses the power to use her wounds for the greater good and her highest good.

She builds her own success and becomes her own rugged hero; tends to her own scraped knees.

She uses every stone thrown at her to build the foundation for her empire. Brick by brick she builds – and despite every attempt to tear her walls down, she rescues herself again and again.

Despite it all, this type of survivor may still face hatred, envy, greed from those around her. They try to tell her she is too damaged to soar. See, when the women society call too “damaged” perform better than those who never were, it tends to upset the status quo.

As a result, she becomes the survivor of countless witch hunts, the target of many persecutors. Yet when they try to burn her at the stake, she does what comes naturally: she resurrects herself. After all, nobody suspects that it is the wounded woman who has more power inside of her than the bullies who appear to overpower her.

They laugh and ridicule the mute warrior, the one who seems to never fight back.

But here’s the thing about this type of woman: she observes. She learns how to pick and fight her own battles. Her spirit may be broken, but it is relentless. She perseveres, bit by bit. She takes it all in.

Perhaps she stays voiceless for years. For her soul, it may seem like for centuries. This is an ancient wound, one that seems to follow her from generation to generation. Yet at some point, it comes time for her soul to fight back in order to survive. It comes time for her to rise.

She stays silent for so long that when she finally speaks, the world erupts and cracks wide open.

Her pent-up magnificent energy, born and bred in the pressure cooker that she calls life – is that of lightning.

Where once hopelessness was her default, now abundance becomes her birthright.

Where once she was timid, she now unleashes thunder in every action and word that she wields like a sword – and with it, she always brings a storm.

Now when she creates, she creates new worlds and transforms and manifests on a level that cannot be recreated by someone who never had to struggle to survive.

When you hear the voice of a powerful survivor and the will of a warrior – there is nothing you can do but to stop and listen. She is the voice of a million lifetimes lived.

She is the voice of the hopeless and the powerless when the fire is brought back to their eyes. She is the harbinger of the justice that the voiceless have longed to hear and feel and touch.

Regardless of how much you try and how it may seem, you can never truly bring a survivor like this to her knees; she already knows the value her scars bring.

She knows how to fill the cracks between her wounds with gold.

She knows how to transform each bitter word cast upon her into an iron-clad will that will set her and other caged birds free.

You can’t ever defeat a “damaged” woman, because she knows exactly how to save herself.”

Written by Shahida Arabi

Art Credit Björn Karlsson

Woman of Power in Red Dress

Did you know that the Roman church purposefully removed Mary Magdalene and Mother Mary’s red dresses, exchanging them for blue ones. This was done to take away the power of Feminine Shakti, to usurp it for themselves… (think Cardinals), as the red color denoted a woman of power. A person of Royal bloodline. The color red was a symbol of a woman’s status in society. A woman in red was revered and seen as both prophetess and spiritual guide in every way. Purposefully demoting women in red, into women in blue, is the equivalent of calling women, the servants of the church, as blue was the color worn by serving girls in prominent houses. Such things are black magic and these spells which were spun over us, must be torn apart and lifted from our collective consciousness if we are to live freely, in harmony with nature and with one another.

Post thanks to Deni Webb ❤️

The trauma of being an unwanted child

This one was huge for me , and I’m so happy to have discovered the most logical explanation of what was a sad and distorted childhood . Mom and I didn’t bond due to a ” cocktail ” of a hallucinogenic RX combined to put a birthing Mom into a trance where there was no memory of birthing her child .

Yes at time it was extremely painful and I was totally wasted as a psychiatric patient

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Women who run with wolves

It is interesting to note that among wolves, no matter how sick, no matter how cornered, no matter how alone, afraid, or weakened, the wolf will continue. She will lope even with a broken leg. She will go near others seeking the protection of the pack. She will strenuously outwait, outwit, outrun and outlast whatever is bedevilling her. She will put her all into taking breath after breath.

She will drag herself, if necessary, from place to place till she finds a good place, a healing place a place for thriving.

The hallmark of the wild nature is that it goes on.

So, if women must, they will paint blue sky on jail walls. If the skeins are burnt they will spin more. If the harvest is destroyed they will sow more immediately. Women will draw doors where there are none and open them and pass through into new ways and new lives.

Because the wild nature persists and prevails, women persist and prevail.

~Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves. Here: https://amzn.to/4gilxzq ad]

art | Nadia Alenov

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Seeing a woman – Osho

“You see a woman: if you see with lustful eyes, you see only the body, the matter, the matter part; if you see with love, you see something that is not matter, that is spiritual; and if you see a woman with prayer, then you see something absolutely divine.

It depends on your eyes. With lustful eyes you see only the body part of the woman; with loveful eyes you see the spiritual part of the woman; with prayerful eyes you see the divine.” ~ Osho 💗