In embracing my core authenticity, I’ve discovered the spiritual relativity within the feminity shared between the earth and the woman. The connection is eminent especially when you compare the struggles of the earth and that of the woman. Women live in constant criticisms, her every step is mirrored by the eyes of wild, weird masculines, her strength constantly questioned and almost always goes through attempts of subjugation and exploitation, her weaknesses all over the place like it’s a plague, her patience with the world, constantly tried, her peace threatened at intervals.
Her determination to survive awes the watching eyes of the world; every attempt to bring her to her knees keeps her up and steady. Her weaknesses not withstanding, she embraces her worth and essence and therein lies her strength. Through the seasons of her existence, she blends in and sheds the irrelevance. Her ability to accommodate everyone is second to none, she sleeps and wakes up to the needs of the same people that attempt to dim her light. She’s an enigma, specially designed to embrace, to nurture, while creating an ambience for her FEMINITY to thrive.