Have you ever felt despair

once upon a time there was a princess who lived in a separate reality. a reality where she was not allowed to be who she was. It was considered bad manners to roam free wherever she felt like because the world she was born into was enslaved. It was composed of slaves, small ones and big ones. the small slaves were the ones doing the work for the big slaves. no one knew they were enslaved which meant that whenever she told anyone about slavery and its existence, they didn’t believe her. like robots, they would repeat the same lies over and over again until she either had to believe the lies and become a slave herself or be annihilated.

people who said they were happy without facing their pain made sure the princess knew about their pain. it made them feel better to share their pain, to make her feel in her own body what they felt. it was for her own good, they said because how else will she become a slave if she doesn’t know what pain or fear is?

her reality, the one she was born with no one was in pain or in fear. it didn’t exist. everyone had everything they could ever want or need and they spent their days dancing or laughing or working on making things together. building houses together for a new couple who were married in sacred ritual and no one questioned anyone’s motives. no one lied to themselves about what they felt or needed or wanted.

after years of living in a parallel reality, she felt the most horrible feeling she had ever experienced – despair. despair is layered feeling. despair contains the history of all the times she wanted to run away and couldn’t. all the times she tried to express her truth and was told it was a lie. all the times she was in pain and no one came to her rescue. people pretended it was normal to be in pain. people pretended that adults knew what they were doing and were pure and clean in their motives and emotions and that was the biggest lie of all. or worse. people lived their lives assuming that everyone is out to get them and lie. marketing was 80%lie. selling products and services was 80% lie. objects were made to be trashed quickly so the big slaves could make more money for the biggest slaves. rivers were polluted by and for slaves. the air got dirtier and dirtier by daily small acts of slaves working for slaves. food became more and more fake so slaves made more money. afraid and in pain, people did their best not to feel. feeling would mean they would have to admit to how uncomfortable their lives were. feeling would mean they would have to change. changing was scary and they had no time or money for it.

no one was honest about how they felt. they got so used to denying their own feelings in order to survive, it became impossible to connect with others. isolated in small bubbles of emotions that felt painful, disconnected from each other, people took drugs, pills, drank, procrastinated and made fun of other people calling it entertainment in order to avoid being vulnerable. after all, when they were vulnerable, it exposed them to the truth of who they were and environments where that truth was not welcome were plenty and environments where that truth was seen, heard and understood was called therapy.

people pretended that men had the right to abuse and degrade women. people pretended that women had the right to abuse and degrade their own children. people pretended that children had no conscience or understanding of their parents.

she despaired that she would ever find a place where people were free, loving, joyful or happy. that place did not exist in this world, she concluded, and yet.

Yet.

Yet.

something happened when she faced the pain of her own despair. and that something was a miracle and that miracle was kindness. it expressed itself in the strangest ways, from the most unexpected places. it was a look of compassionate understanding from a stranger on a train. it was a hug from a friend. it was a coffee offered in earnest by the owner of a coffee shop, an expression of his desire to serve. it was beautiful. it focused her attention on a new feeling – hope.

hope that people did feel one. hope that people were capable of compassionate understanding of each other’s pain. hope that the common dream they shared of safety, joy and abundance was expressed in the simplest act of goodness.

when she remembered that, when she remembered humane means all these things. safety, kindness, goodness, compassion, understanding, joy, curiosity, excitement, exploration. human beings had both. human being chose every day what aspect of themselves they acted out of. she felt trust.

therapy would become extinct when people found a whole environment where they were welcomed for who they are instead of who they pretended to be. anger would become extinct when people expressed their likes and dislikes directly trusting others to respect their boundaries.

the more comfortable people would become with aspects of themselves they denied, the safer it would be for others to do the same.

hope, the daughter of knowing took the hand of trust. the three of them walked into the world. sitting down, they asked, now what? now we sit in peace until every human finds us within.

the beginning.

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About sisterhood

About sisterhood.

Your work cannot be separated from who you are, it is an integral part of you.

The disease of separating work, friends, personal is plaguing the planet into complete chaos.

We are human beings. There’s a lot more to who we are than what we’ve been taught at school, university or any other outside structures.

Mysticism is the study of the ever unfolding magnificence of a human being.

Women s circles are healing. This is a group that supports your blossoming into who you are fully.

Several steps are necessary to establish a stable structure for this process to unfold.

1. You must recognise that most of your inner work is done in private. You share with others only after asking yourself these three questions. It is right? Is it necessary? Is it kind? These three questions guide everything you say within the group. The reason for that is that it’s very poor etiquette to dump all your drama and pain onto other people. That is not to say that we cannot hold each other in our pain. But sometimes being in pain can be used to get attention and feed off other people’s compassion thus reinforcing the co dependent cycle of pain and never truly healing.

This practice will also help in UN learning small talk conversations that never truly nourish and learn instead to communicate with depth, presence and kindness. The kind of communication that nourishes and enriches everyone involved.

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Lack

It comes from the day you are born when your father and mother see between your legs and determine that you are indeed a girl.

and by virtue of being a girl you are raised to fit a role – the role they have in their heads.

This role is damaging to the core.

This role twists you upside down until who you really are seems impossible and who you are NOT is reinforced.

Who you are is powerful, strong, capable, creative, doer, maker, adventurer, engineer, joyous, curious, knowing, a seer.

Who you are MOST DEFINITELY NOT is weak, powerless, submissive, in need of rescue, incapable, helpless, silly, superficial.

The beating into submission takes its toll. You are, after all, too young to see through the lies. Too young to stand up for yourself when every single person around you lies to you.What are some of the lies? A woman’s highest joy is to have a husband and children. A woman cannot be a leader because she is too emotional. A woman is designed to please a man. Wife first, career second. God is angry with women for they are deficient in intelligence. Biologically, woman are incapable of math. Biologically, women are weak. Women don’t have the drive to affect change. Insert your own. It will feel bitter and tie your stomach into a knot of denial. That’s how you recognise lies.

You get to be pissed off at the subtle and blatant lies that are passed into legislation that tell you what you can or cannot do with your body, has you pay double tax on personal hygiene products, has women’s health become an issue of men’s domain. As an example. Hurts, doesn’t it?

You get to be pissed off at the subconscious bias that follows you like shit stink wherever you go. Catcalling, old men hitting on you under the guise of business, aggressive investors asking you to prove your worth twice, colleagues asking you to take care of food, coffee, eyeing you up and down making sure your sacred body is worth their attention. Hurts, doesn’t it?

She’s a girl is on their minds and everything they think believe and feel about girls, women, crones is there. It’s there in the subtle sneer, it’s there in the water cooler gossip, it’s there in women of fame and women of no importance. It’s there when women’s magazines are crafts and homemaking and not a single gadget one in every supermarket you visit. Hurts, doesn’t it?

And it’s bullshit. there is no truth in it. and the most painful part is when

you

believe

it

yourself.

the most damaging part is when you adapt and adopt to fit in.

that’s when you start dying.

because when you give up on who you are, what reason is there for you to live a life that is a lie?

Women are powerful. Powerful in the sense of being capable of riding storms, literally. Women circles can control the weather. Women circles can change the world. Women circles can take every single piece of legislation that is passed against them by people who believe they are weak and turn it around. We’ve done it with the right to vote. We’ve done it with the right to have an abortion. We’ve done it with the right to own property.

If we do not stand together in the truth of who we are, then the lies will continue.

One of the lies is that we cannot trust one another.

We can trust one another.

Another lie is that we are helpless. In need of rescue. In need to manipulate in order to get what we want.

We are powerful. We can affect change. We can ask for what we want directly over and over and over again until what we want is what we get. Enough of this shit. Enough war. Enough rape. Enough discrimination. Enough destruction of our planet. Enough putting profit before people. Enough stealing funds meant for the people. Enough lying. Enough getting away with murder.

Enough.

My name is Anna Hur and I am a woman of power. I seek other women of power who mean business.

Let’s imagine, dance, build, create, write, demand, make, code, engineer, doctor, construct, architect, heal, fly, manage, strategise, voice, act, deliver the world we want to see come realised.

Craving for women to come together to imagine, dance, build, create, write, demand, make, code, engineer, doctor, construct, architect, heal, fly, manage, strategise, voice, act, deliver the world we want to see come realised creates sisterhood.

Creating sisterhood sustains and maintains awakening, stretching, shaking off illusions, remembering and seeing clearly how to heal and what is to be done next.

Sustaining and maintaining awakening, stretching, shaking off illusions, remembering and seeing clearly how to heal and what is to be done next embodies now it is time to shake off slumber and remember our true essence.

Craving for women to come together to imagine, dance, build, create, write, demand, make, code, engineer, doctor, construct, architect, heal, fly, manage, strategise, voice, act, deliver the world we want to see come realised creates seeing it is already here and only needs us to pay attention to what is here already.

Creating seeing it is already here and only needs us to pay attention to what is here already sustains and maintains taking one step closer to distribution of knowledge of what is here already.

Sustaining and maintaining taking one step closer to distribution of knowledge of what is here already embodies making it a reality for all.

Craving for women to come together to imagine, dance, build, create, write, demand, make, code, engineer, doctor, construct, architect, heal, fly, manage, strategise, voice, act, deliver the world we want to see come realised creates courage to stand alone if need be.

Creating courage to stand alone if need be sustains and maintains freedom, wholeness, integrity, living in your truth.

Sustaining and maintaining freedom, wholeness, integrity, living in your truth embodies realisation of your soul purpose.

Craving now it is time to shake off slumber and remember our true essence creates making it a reality for all.

Creating making it a reality for all sustains and maintains realisation of your soul purpose.

Sustaining and maintaining realisation of your soul purpose embodies ah, that’s the meaning of life being human, enlightenment, awakening, ancient wisdom, timelines, present moment, time bending, alpha and omega, the eternal, the absolute, all as one.

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Feminine and masculine within – the mother of all fights

Masculine: you tell me I should do ancient wisdom rituals and I want to know how doing the ancient wisdom ritual will get me funding and you get angry 

Feminine: you asked what you want for this project as a woman and I answered you the way of women. The way of women is non linear and explaining it will take us into the origins of the universe and how the fabric of life functions and I don’t have time for that because the mind that is so practical is fascinated with detail and will get lost in the maze. So I give you a ritual because it works.

Masculine: kind of like getting lost on Wikipedia?  

Feminine: you tire me with your attachment to concreteness. 

Masculine: you mean specifics? 

Feminine: I mean concreteness 

Masculine: what’s that

Feminine: it’s your rush to make things matter before they are ripe to be matter 

Masculine: can’t have nine children in one month using nine women kind of thing? 

Feminine: mystery of life reduced to an engineering problem and you feeling so clever about it. Makes me sad. Makes me not want to talk to you because you have no reverence and younger parts of me are screaming “idiot”

Masculine: how do I protect you then if you won’t give me any answers I can use to solve problems? 

Feminine: I don’t need protection. 

Masculine: what do you need then?

Feminine: I need you to be the ground I walk upon. 

Masculine: Switch places? 

Feminine: for a time, yes. 

Masculine: how

Feminine: ritual 

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