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Showing posts with label women's wisdom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label women's wisdom. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2024

Wow, it's been 11 years since this blog began...

 

Can you believe it's been over a decade since this portal for Wombeing Wisdom began? 11 years and a few months to be exact, since the first entry here appeared Friday, January 11, 2013.

Do you recall?

It began like this...

Before the time that men came, we looked into the blue blue sea, and it was calm.

Even when the winds blue (blew) fierce, stirring sand & passion, the aqua seas remained calm because we asked that it be so, and the seas, our friend, were willing.

       We did not always ask of course.
       When it did not matter to us, when no ship would be lost, no family or kin of land or sea in jeopardy, we made no request for calm and the sea tore at itself with huge delight, whipping its own passions into a frenzy of waves & whirlpools, turbulent magnificence.

       And we often watched, standing wayyyy back, well clear, in wonder & awe.
       For our friend was mighty.
       She provided food & fun & friendship, but she also was the same divine power of us, omnipotent, able to do anything she willed, create or destroy, at any time, for any reason.

       However, like us, she was whole-y good.
       Holy. Whole.
       And thus her passionate power rose only in towering columns of joy, spraying mist for miles as her thundering waves crashed against rocks, trees, land, and against itself, but she never thundered for harm.
       Only joy.
       Only as & in an expression of playful wildness.
       Never to decimate or destroy.

       For the sea was womyn.
       Womyn energy. Womyn power.
       Always expressed as Love with a capital L, love which while mighty & fierce is also whole-y nurturing & rich with tenderness, care, concern, interest in the wellbeing of all.

       There was no welfare in those times, the time before men.
       Only well-being, enjoyed by all.
       It was impossible then to even conceive of a world where some would have & others would not.
       Where such non-goodness would be allowed. Would be desired, manufactured, locked into reality of the bleakest kind, by some.
       By men.
      
       The anomaly.
       The mutation that would seemingly rise. For a time. Unbidden. Unwelcome. Un.

       And now they are falling.
       Once more to return to the dust of what they were, before they learned to spin the illusion of Life without really knowing or respecting what it means to Live.

       They pretended to own the throne of Life with a capital L, but really only barely knew how to exist.
       Coming from death, they were much more comfortable wielding destruction than creation.
       Even things they built were always at the expense of life, above & below.
       Their ideas of grandeur & might meant paving over anything truly alive, meant entombing towards the sky boxes to be in that towered so high fake oxygen needed to be pumped through the walls for beings to survive there...barely.

       From death they came & to death they shall return.
       This is the way of things.
       The way it all works.
       Fate.

       No one can out run or cement over fate for long. Life is an indubitable indomitable force. The Force. The Life behind Life, the power that passions all else.
       Like the sea.
       It cannot be contained. Nor enslaved. Nor tamed. Nor poisoned into submission.

       Life is the force behind all that is & ever was & ever will be.
       It is pure, and remains so.
       And it is womyn.
       Wombyn.
       The true essence behind beneath & throughout all things.
       All things that continue anyhow.

TO BE CONTINUED...

 


 
And that story did continue...for years & years.
 
Until at some point it was fashioned into a real live book which could be digested all at once on an e-reader or held in the hand, so that more individuals could access this origin story + the nuggets of wisdom found there.
 
Not meant to disrespect or be dissimilar to what is found here, the book versions just take the original foundation and expand upon it...clarify, where necessary...hone.
 
Would you like to read the completed book or a sample from "Wombeing Wisdom: Metaphysical Guidance for Earth Women?"
 
 
 
 
Complete wisdom guide available as e-edition &/or in color and b/w print versions, with journal pages for your own evolution: https://www.amazon.com/Wombeing-Wisdom-Metaphysical-Guidance-Evolution-ebook/dp/B018NGEK9
 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

To live with uncertainty...



       To live with uncertainty.
       It is the hardest yet the most constant thing.

       You wish to know everything will be okay, in the end.
       Or not.

       But you do not know.
       And the not knowing kills you.

       However, the secret to life is to not know, to live with uncertainty, & yet fully live.
      
       To live as if all will be well sometimes helps make it so.
      
       But even if it does not, is it better to live all your days in fear & trembling until?
      
       "In the end" is not a code to live by.
       It is a death sentence.

       For in the end, things will be ended, over, finished & done with.
       And you will no longer care so much about how it all worked out.
      
       Might as well live well now.
       While you can.

Wake up & grow.

Monday, December 2, 2013

Time & $...



       Selling one's time is like prostitution.

       Why not GIVE your gifts, all of you, each & every one?

       "We need to make money," we hear you say.

       Why?

       If you all stopped sharing your gifts & skills in exchange for money, everything you all wanted to exist would exist and be shared.

       "But there are things no one would DO if they weren't paid to," you say.
       Precisely.

       And perhaps those are things that no longer should be being done.

       Imagine.
       Would anyone offer to kill or poison or be bored all the livelong day if they weren't being paid to do so?

       Of course not.

       Precisely.

       Take your time.
       Back.

This is what evolving feels like, step by step.