#womynhood

" The Rise Of Our Women Is The Rise Of Our Nation."

Exploring the prevalence of #feminine and #masculine life phases with my sister post a powerful gathering at our home today | a family celebration honoring the nurturer within / these statues depicting the maiden, the #mother and the crone | chapters of wisdom and #womynhood, brilliantly valid and felt, though seemingly centered predominately around child birth and rearing / the preparation, the experience, the knowing | The idea of nature vs. nurture, the ancient and infinite role of the woman on this planet, whether this role is open to evolutionary shift, the organic processes and chapters found inherently in the feminine life exhibited through menstrual cycles and naturally occurring patterning, the transformation of the political climate regarding womyn's access to choice and the recognition of reproductive / body rights that allow for empowered space and thought and the possible decision to decline children / I am ever in awe of all that Is presently and that which seems it may be predestined especially because I believe we hold fate in our hands and create our experiences solely from within regardless of outside forces or previously established flight paths | I am additionally fascinated by the questions surrounding why the human race seems to flow down the same river it always has and for what higher purpose / we experience our lives on unique and personal levels and the thought of purpose and cosmic duty comes forth when looking at the elements above | is our main goal for being present as men and womyn on this planet to procreate? To love? To learn? To be? #Mother's Day can be difficult for many | and I send deep frequencies of love to those who have mothers who weren't capable of loving, or weren't ready to give and never seemed to get there | who disappeared, or passed away too soon or took new form or came back home having not changed a bit, or desired forgiveness and asked for new chances, who couldn't let go, who lived vicariously, who projected fear | and I send love to such Mothers and their triumphs and struggles / there are many ways in which we are and each of these stand to be acknowledged with heart / #InfiniteSidesToEveryStory (at San Luis Obispo, California)

Exploring the prevalence of #feminine and #masculine life phases with my sister post a powerful gathering at our home today | a family celebration honoring the nurturer within / these statues depicting the maiden, the #mother and the crone | chapters of wisdom and #womynhood, brilliantly valid and felt, though seemingly centered predominately around child birth and rearing / the preparation, the experience, the knowing | The idea of nature vs. nurture, the ancient and infinite role of the woman on this planet, whether this role is open to evolutionary shift, the organic processes and chapters found inherently in the feminine life exhibited through menstrual cycles and naturally occurring patterning, the transformation of the political climate regarding womyn's access to choice and the recognition of reproductive / body rights that allow for empowered space and thought and the possible decision to decline children / I am ever in awe of all that Is presently and that which seems it may be predestined especially because I believe we hold fate in our hands and create our experiences solely from within regardless of outside forces or previously established flight paths | I am additionally fascinated by the questions surrounding why the human race seems to flow down the same river it always has and for what higher purpose / we experience our lives on unique and personal levels and the thought of purpose and cosmic duty comes forth when looking at the elements above | is our main goal for being present as men and womyn on this planet to procreate? To love? To learn? To be? #Mother's Day can be difficult for many | and I send deep frequencies of love to those who have mothers who weren't capable of loving, or weren't ready to give and never seemed to get there | who disappeared, or passed away too soon or took new form or came back home having not changed a bit, or desired forgiveness and asked for new chances, who couldn't let go, who lived vicariously, who projected fear | and I send love to such Mothers and their triumphs and struggles / there are many ways in which we are and each of these stand to be acknowledged with heart / #InfiniteSidesToEveryStory (at San Luis Obispo, California)

To heal the wounded womb of womyn and to make visible the invisibility of herstory means to reclaim our sense of being in relationship to the world. By honouring the beautiful interdependence of our feminismS movement, this is the element that gives womyn strength. It is the solidarity of our diverse voices that will dissolve patriarchy. We must heal the relationship within ourselves. And as we heal the relationship with ourselves, we must also begin to mutually heal the damaged relationship with men to end the longest war. Recognizing that ingrained in our individual psyches are constructed narratives of patriarchy, in which both partners bring to the heterosexual relationship, how can we keep the power dynamics within the relationship balanced + equal? Considering womyn’s history with men, and my own personal experiences with cisgender men, how can I trust being in a heterosexual relationship with a new partner when my past experiences have be harmful. How can I trust and feel safe around men?  How can we redefine the heterosexual relationship without patriarchal narratives of domination, and gendered roles. What is the narrative of a feminimS relationship?

Do not call out illogical fallacies. Stay silent.  Do not speak your truth. Stay silent. Do not explore the pleasure of your body. Stay hidden. Reject + fear your power always. Stay hidden. A history of mothers wounded wombs.  The Longest War. 

-Fatima Nasiyr