So this is the first post in the week-long challenge/series where I am going to adress my own vision on what being a woman is. This is the first part in my transforming old, inherited and learned ideas on what being a woman is like. I learned them from my parents, but these ideas don’t serve me – at all.

So I am going to change them into something that does.

A friend asked me what kind of archetype I have for WOMEN as a phenomena. At first, I had one idea, then came another – and in the end, I realized that this needs to be adressed in one single post before I can continue and start adressing what kind of woman I want to be, as a result of the transforming the inherited/learnt idea of what a woman is.

So, I’ll try to be as brief as possible, but it’ll take some time and space anyway.

Whatever we are, we are mirrors of the society we live in. Once, women were magic. We create life, we give birth to new humans, we have magic flowing through our veins. Our counterpart, men, respected – and possibly also, in some respect, feared us. As I see it, women are closer to magic than men. That doesn’t mean men aren’t needed – they are part of the process, so of course men are needed. But women, as I see it, are closer to the raw, wild power of the earth – magic.

At some point in history, probably when people began believing in God, men began to fear women in such a way they felt they needed to control them. And they did. Suddenly, women were forced into a role where men felt they were in control. This, the way I see it, was the beginning of the complete and total abuse of women as a group.

This means that, although men of today may not agree, their power in the world is what it is because they live in fear. Men fear women, because women have enormous power. Therefore, men enforce the idea to women, that women are weak, women are victims, men are raw and greedy, men are lusty, women suffer under mens’ will, women has no right to be their own, women need to be taken care of – et cetera, et cetera.

Women of today has forgotten who they are. Who they were. Who they should be.

Which leads me to my first archetype of women – the Victim. This is the modern archetype I’m thinking about. We are so indoctrinated into the idea that we are victims, that we don’t even realize it. We are taught by our parents, our grandparents, by friends, teachers, coworkers, partners, that we are victims. We do need to be taken care of. We are weak, and we do suffer from mens misdirected strength and lusts. We are taught that our place in the world and society is by a man’s side – not the other way around. We are so indoctrinated that should a man be by a woman’s side, we find it unnatural, unsexy, manly – and we resent it, because it is so different from ourselves.

This is a built-in attitude that most of us have. It is a problem. But most of us are not aware that this is something we’ve learned, that it isn’t necessarily true, and that we are able to change it – if we want to.

The other archetype that I have, is what I very strongly believe that women used to be. Strong-willed, independent, sexual, powerful and magical people. People who are respected. People who own their place in the world. People with integrity, people with self-knowledge, people who know their strengths, their limitations, people who can stand up for themselves – but also people who know to use their power and strength to get what they want. People who are not afraid of being who they are. People who are not afraid to use that power and strength that they possess. Including sexuality.

Of course, we now live in a society and a world where science is more valued than spiritual beliefs and practises. But that doesn’t mean a woman can’t be a fearless, strong, powerful person. It all begins in our own minds.

I find it sad that the concept of women as being dangerously powerful has spread its infection as far as it has. I am going to work very hard to become the woman I want to be, so I can present a role model for others. I do realize that some, if not many, may be jealous – because that’s what we do, isn’t it? But jealousy is a private issue for the one carrying it, and not something I intend to allow stand in my way of my becoming.

I want to remember. I want to remember what WOMAN meant when humans lived in nature, rather than beside it. When we were so closely connected to nature that we were part of it ourselves. I want to remember power rushing through my body, and I want to remember how to use it. I want to be the kind of woman who actually is magical.

Following this post, I’ll go more into detail about the kind of woman I want to be. What I want womanhood to represent inside my head – my agreement with myself, to recite don Miguel Ruiz. It’s quite the contrast from my inherited view of women – as a weak victimized creature who needs to be taken care of. Luckily, this new idea is not that new – I’ve had it for quite some time. But instead of just having it, I am going to start living by it. I think it may initiate a chain reaction of events in my life that may hurt, but I also think it’ll be good for me in the end. I am hoping it will throw out some garbage that’s unnecessary to carry around, and that it will attract new influences and energies – and hopefully new people, into my life.

What I am certain of, though, is that this is a step that will make me a better person. It will bring me closer to who and what I want to be. Stronger, more confident, more magical. Who wouldn’t want that? I know I sure do.

I’ll post daily this week with new thoughts on what kind of a woman I want to be. I’m very, very excited about this. I can already feel tons and tons of thoughts swirling underneath the surface on this topic.

So – I’ll see you soon, with focus on WOMANHOOD! ♥

 

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Welcome!

This is a blog about my spiritual journey. The focus from january 2019 will be on my entering the shaman path. It’s exciting in every way possible, and I cannot wait to experience more.

 

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