Woman awakened

When a woman awakens and starts to own all of herself, letting go of the need to cover up or defend herself and instead accepts all of her idiosyncrasies, fears, wounds, false programs, flaws, icky moods, fat thighs, sweaty armpits etc and supports her unique imperfect self instead of judging, rejecting and wishing that she were different or like somebody else, she has entered the promised land of freedom and self empowerment.

She starts to drop the posing, defence mechanisms, competitiveness, jealousy and all the false gods that she previously used as crutches, false images or places to hide parts of herself…

What is left is a Woman of Strength, courage, fortitude and a woman that is compassionately understanding towards others because she is able to give to others what she has given to herself…

She becomes fearlessly authentic, she finds her Voice, there is no longer shame, therefore she no longer needs to hide or change any part of herself… She’s able to overcome any fears of rejection for being true to herself.

Ironically, when a woman claims and accepts her shadow, that which she rejected and suppressed about herself transforms from being dysfunctional to being a strength and the energy that it was previously draining from her becomes available to her.

Such a woman gives others permission to accept themselves as they are, her own freedom becomes contagious.

Through being openly relaxed in her Power she empowers others.

Caroline de Lisser

http://www.raisingvibrations.com.au

Instagram raisingvibrationswithjo

Hug the Mother

Hold the mother, not the baby.⁣

Because the baby’s being taken care of—⁣

fed, snuggled, and given all the love in the world—⁣

by not only the mother,⁣

but her partner, grandparents, siblings, cousins, and friends.⁣

But the mother,⁣

may have gaps in her mind from lack of sleep,⁣

may be mechanical in her motions as she’s healing,⁣

may feel more like a mess than a mother,⁣

may be sitting in bed, crying, feeling overwhelmed in her body and life,⁣

may be full of mom guilt because in her mind, “she’s not good enough,”⁣

and she’s bleeding, wincing in pain, swollen and emotional.⁣

And the mother’s that baby’s whole world and needs to be seen, so she doesn’t disappear into that postpartum fog.⁣

So, hold the mother, not the baby.⁣

A mother agrees that her baby matters more.⁣

But she’s hurting, while she’s the person behind the baby,⁣

in the background, making it all happen:⁣

feeding her baby at all hours,⁣

snuggling her baby close to comfort newborn cries,⁣

and being that baby’s everything.⁣

So, it’s the mother who needs your love.⁣

And a mother will remember who held her up.⁣

So instead of “I’m coming to see the baby,”⁣

try saying, “I’m coming to see you 𝘢𝘯𝘥 meet the baby, too.”⁣

Because the mother needs to be held more.⁣

📸: This Mama Doodles

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My Children’s Book 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺: 𝘈𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘴 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘉𝘪𝘨 𝘍𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘛𝘰𝘰 is out everywhere: https://amzn.to/317TvVc

BabyCries

The education I received , perhaps through Dr Spock was to allow baby cry up to 15 minutes . I am not sure if I allowed 15 minutes but I disregarded my gut too much with regard to our sons. If I asked , the Dr etc he trusted my intuition and he was misinformed through his education which has been lacking in authentic knowledge . And allowing for new information, growth and change that are fact .

Another news flash for me was the universal cry sounds of babies that are specific .

I felt I had way too much to do ,being responsible and pleasing others to sit with my infant in my arms but I talked to them , acknowledged them as our family grew . I had few outlets ; walking was therapeutic but waxed and waned .

I am sure I was not held for my Mom was never demonstrative , tender or nurturing in my memories . I have knowledge of whys she may have been with holding and marriage to that same energy within a sacred union with children involved was devastating.

Their love was so healing and highlighted the lacks of love by others especially their Dad .

And he weaponized that love to advantage himself .

I enjoy sacred hugs but am touched by many in my life without physical contact .

I feel held

I feel supported

I feel loved 🥰

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Narcissist Leaders & Women

Callous Narcissist leaders – Importing the crave for power and control from the church into the community: When the pathologically driven claim faith, veer out of their “church lane” and predatorize the public with crusade-style forced faith / mandated evidences of faith, everyone looses.

“Beware of those who claim to know the mind of God and who are prepared to use force to make others conform. Beware of those who cannot tell God’s will from their own. . . .” (Barbara Brown Taylor)

ARTICLE: “. . . .Misogyny: It’s Never About the Children”

View at Medium.com

Birth Truths

✨What if we told women the truth about birth✨

We’d have to tell them that contractions will probably be more than “surges” or “sensations.”

That they’ll probably rock your f✨cking world and leave you begging for salvation as you clutch the edge of the tub or the hospital linens

That your gentle breathing exercises and your Spotify soundtrack will be left in the dust as you sweat and pant and sway and swear your way through it

That you’ll trip harder than any mushroom you ever did in college and vomit with the same ferocity and travel to places deep within yourself that you didn’t know existed. That you’ll float above your body and simultaneously be trapped in it with an intensity you’ve never tasted

And in that intensity, in the sweating and the swearing and the swaying and the vomiting and the endless hours of contractions crashing down upon you

You’ll find your strength

You’ll find a resilience you’ve never known

You’ll find the power you need for the journey of motherhood ahead

In the messy humanity of it all

You’ll find that you are holy

A portal to the divine

Capable of indescribable miracles

A vessel of sacred life

What if we told women the truth about birth?

We’d have to tell them they are capable of anything

Worthy of being treated like goddesses

Made to walk through the flames

Surf the tidal waves

Dive into the underworld

And come out alive

Not unscathed

Not unchanged

But whole

And healed

And ready to take on the world

If we told women the truth about birth

We’d have to admit that we’ve lied about everything else

And that they are more powerful

More fierce

More capable

More beautiful

Than we’ve ever let on.

If we told the truth about birth?

We’d shatter the world.”

~ Words and Art by Catie Atkinson

Spirit Y Sol

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No settling

Last night someone said to me out loud, “oh! You scare people because… you’re YOU.”

Ken and I laughed out loud.

Um, yeah. I come across as scary and aggressive to some. Mostly I am straightforward, confident and assertive, but in a world where so many women are accustomed to communicating in passive, placating, manipulative, complaining ways, my assertiveness reads as threatening or aggressive.

And also sometimes I AM just plain old aggressive and threatening.

Yep. I am a full fledged, flesh and blood PERSON.

Which can also be threatening because for women, assertiveness, aggressiveness, ambitiousness, and confidence – in fact all the feelings – are generally frowned upon, tone policed, shamed and not really allowed. Women are supposed to be “happy,” “sweet,” and not be a “bitch.” We’re supposed to somehow suppress who we are and also be the de facto manager of OTHER people’s feelings.

I am so done with pretzeling myself to make other people more comfortable with who I am.

I am so done with judging myself through the eyes of some external lens that makes me more tolerable to others, but less alive and at war with myself.

Truly, I’d rather be unapologetically myself and clean it up as I go along. I’d rather be true to who I am rather than a lie for someone else.

Because the thing is, assertive behavior is about respecting and standing up for oneself. And that’s a necessity in a world that is constantly communicating how we as women need to be less ourselves.

Nah. I won’t be less myself for anyone. I will not ignore inconvenient truths for some temporary, bs “happiness,” comfort, or relationship. Because the truth is, the moment I betray myself there is no longer any hope for happiness, comfort or relationship with someone else.

So yeah. I AM me. And being fully oneself can come across as aggressive and scary to people.

Oh well. Get over it bitches. We’re all swimming in waters that are constantly trying to shape us.

Best to start the revolution. I’ll dare to be fully me. Maybe it’ll inspire others to do the same for themselves.

Liz Cheney

From where I’m at in life ,Liz

Cheney is clearing ancestral

bloodlines ; especial the

shadow of her father Dick

Cheney. Doubtful that she’s

aware of her clearing , as I

honor her valor as a truther .

This is what I surmise as Liz

examples the warning if not

the example that the feminine

of this world have a place at

the table that is devoid of

distortions, inequality and

alliance or adoration for

patriarchal guidance and

control .

Both parties are in need of

major transformation but

one party exceeds at

implosion.

I unconsciously married a

Republican who has taught

me so much about the shadow

side and I study as well as

experience the division that

was encouraged to bring about

civil war and give rise to

martial law ; more control .

Law has failed many from

bottom to top and that’s

worthy of change .

Blessings on this glorious

Sunday 🙏😘✌️❤️

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Your Body Instrument

“Your body is not your masterpiece — your life is.

It is suggested to us a million times a day that our BODIES are PROJECTS. They aren’t. Our lives are. Our spirituality is. Our relationships are. Our work is.

Stop spending all day obsessing, cursing, perfecting your body like it’s all you’ve got to offer the world. Your body is not your art, it’s your paintbrush. Whether your paintbrush is a tall paintbrush or a thin paintbrush or a stocky paintbrush or a scratched up paintbrush is completely irrelevant. What is relevant is that YOU HAVE A PAINTBRUSH which can be used to transfer your insides onto the canvas of your life — where others can see it and be inspired and comforted by it.

Your body is not your offering. It’s just a really amazing instrument which you can use to create your offering each day. Don’t curse your paintbrush. Don’t sit in a corner wishing you had a different paintbrush. You’re wasting time. You’ve got the one you got. Be grateful, because without it you’d have nothing with which to paint your life’s work. Your life’s work is the love you give and receive — and your body is the instrument you use to accept and offer love on your soul’s behalf. It’s a system.

We are encouraged to obsess over our instrument’s SHAPE — but our body’s shape has no effect on it’s ability to accept and offer love for us. Just none. Maybe we continue to obsess because as long we keep wringing our hands about our paintbrush shape, we don’t have to get to work painting our lives. Stop fretting. The truth is that all paintbrush shapes work just fine — and anybody who tells you different is trying to sell you something. Don’t buy. Just paint.

No wait — first, stop what you are doing and say THANK YOU to your body — right now. Say THANK YOU to your eyes for taking in the beauty of sunsets and storms and children blowing out birthday candles and say THANK YOU to your hands for writing love letters and opening doors and stirring soup and waving to strangers and say THANK YOU to your legs for walking you from danger to safety and climbing so many mountains for you.

Then pick up your instrument and start painting this day beautiful and bold and wild and free and YOU. Paint this day beautiful, bold, wild & free.”~

~Glenan Doyle, Momastary

art: Francien Krieg

Creating Space For Her

THE MAN WHO WALKS WITH THE HEALER~

When a man chooses a woman who follows her calling, his only chance to maintain the connection is in following her… and above all in creating space for her to follow her own path.

It may happen that he needs to abandon his own neediness, or that he finds a means of healing through their common path – but not in the gentlest manner.

When a man chooses a woman who heals the collective wounds of the women by following her calling, his Yes for her equals a Yes to a bigger purpose far beyond building a house or raising children. Their connection goes beyond fulfilling the classical gender role models.

For this man accepts the job of having the back of this woman, of catching her when she cannot transform the pain of the world anymore. It means for him to welcome a different form of sexuality, since healing on the level of sexuality is one of the most profound issues of the woman who needs to become a healer.

For him this, again, is about welcoming slowness, softness and healing – about holding back or redirecting his own drive… about being present for the whole.

Because when a man chooses a woman who aims for freedom, they can only achieve this together… and by him leaving his narcissistic aspects behind and recognizing the path of the woman as his own path towards freedom.

When a man chooses a woman who is bigger, he cannot dwell in the places of energies of oppression or of playing small. He – if he chooses to take on this mission with her – accepts a task serving the well-being of all men, even though it happens in the background. Within this background he creates space of security, of keeping her safe from an ambush bred by his own old wounds, driving her into submission.

When a man chooses a woman out of his fascination with her radiance and wisdom, it must be obvious to him that he cannot be stuck within his own deficits in a way that makes him want to diminish her radiance… purely out of fear of having to share her with others.

When a man chooses a woman who follows her calling, he cannot fear these words: respect, humility and surrender. He will rather walk the path of divinity – alongside his woman, the healer – with gratitude and an overflowing heart.

For such a woman will choose – if she ever needs to choose – in favour of the well-being of all women …and she will choose walking her path alone instead of leaving it for him. Nevertheless, she is aware of the power that lies in the presence of a man who is beating the drums… for her.~

~Moksha Devi Sunshine

art: Eduardo Rodriguez Calzado

Slavery via Marriage can actualize

This is an actual extract from a sex education school textbook for

girls, printed in the early 60’s in the UK. So goodnight don’t have nightmares 😂

When retiring to the bedroom, prepare yourself for bed as promptly as

possible. Whilst feminine hygiene is of the utmost importance, your

tired husband does not want to queue for the bathroom, as he would have to do for his train. But remember to look your best when going to bed. Try to achieve a look that is welcoming without being obvious. If you need to apply face-cream or hair-rollers wait until he is asleep as this can be shocking to a man last thing at night.

When it comes to the possibility of intimate relations with your

husband it is important to remember your marriage vows and in particular your commitment to obey him. If he feels that he needs to sleep immediately then so be it. In all things be led by your husband’s wishes; do not pressure him in any way to stimulate intimacy. Should your husband suggest congress then agree humbly all the while being mindful that a man’s satisfaction is more important than a woman’s. When he reaches his moment of fulfilment a small moan from yourself is encouraging to him and quite sufficient to indicate any enjoyment that you may have had.

Should your husband suggest any of the more unusual practices be

obedient and uncomplaining but register any reluctance by remaining silent. It is likely that your husband will then fall promptly asleep so adjust your clothing, freshen up and apply your night-time face and hair care products. You may then set the alarm so that you can arise shortly before him in the morning. This will enable you to have his morning cup of tea ready when he awakes.