We had a power failure here two days ago. This is a place I’m not familiar with so trying to find a flash light or candles was made more difficult because nothing was familiar. Being a woman I did what every woman would do in this situation: I improvised and used my cell phone to light my way. Phew thank goodness for modern technology this time. Luckily we found a flashlight, sadly it had no batteries. Again, being a woman with great improvisational skills, I made a decision…let’s go outside for a walk, take the dogs to the beach and see what’s going on. The moon was really bright so we had no problem seeing where we were going and, because the power was out, nobody was on the beach. That meant we were able to walk along the beach without being told, nine million times in a minute, that dogs weren’t allowed on the beach. All in all it was a great event actually but really that’s not what I’m here to write about.
I’ve picked up Marianne Williamson’s book The Worth of a Woman and wow, oh wow, am I ever finding it powerful. Here’s a quote from page 15 ” We have a job to do reclaiming our glory. so what if we are called grandiose? So what if we are accused of being in dangerous denial of our faults, our neuroses, our weaknesses? It’s an ancient trick this, telling a woman that her glory is her sickness. You bet we’re in denial. We deny the power of weakness to hold us back, be it the weaknesses of the world or the weaknesses in our own past. We are on to better things, such as owning our beauty and honouring the courage it has taken us to get here and claiming our natural power to heal and be healed. We’re not grandiose, but we’re tired-tired of pretending. We are guilty when we know we’re innocent, that we’re plain when we know we’re beautiful and that we’re weak when we know we’re strong. ….” We’re having our own personal power failure ladies…really we are: we’re so willing to accept that we cannot be goddesses, and we most certainly are, that the idea of it is preposterous…The idea that we, women all of us, are powerful beyond belief is so huge, so scary, so full of fear for so many women because that’s what we’ve been led to believe that it seems impossible to embrace this truth…
Here’s what I say to that…”I don’t care what anybody else thinks. I know I am a goddess. ” Not in an ego way, not in a “I’m better than you” way but in an “I love me” way and a” come join this with me” way…Come, join in…let’s reset the power switch.
