The Power of ‘Woman’
“As women, we’re powerful, my mother always told me. We’re Aphrodite. We’re Athena. We’re Artemis. We’re Hera. We’re the goddesses of the beauty and wisdom, the goddesses of the hunt and the moon, and the goddess of marriage and childbirth. We’re not the goddesses of the cell phone or the microwave.”1 ~ Agapi Stassinopolis
Even after burning bras, Gloria Gaynor and Helen Reddy. Even after Sarah Palin and Hilary Clinton. Even after too many sister suffragettes to mention… we still don’t seem to embrace the true power within us.
Politics and equal opportunity aside, we, as a wholly distinct animal from man, wield powers unimaginable. Not only to Men but Universally.
My mother was the epitome of female emancipation. She worked, she cooked, she cleaned, she raised 5 children and a husband not to mention my cousins aunts uncles my extended family who came to vist from time to time .. She bandaged cuts, iced bruises, nursed fevers and also organized parties like it was going out of fashion
She was so incredible that even other women couldn’t appreciate it. When I was in grade school we had to draw a line from jobs to the person who did the job, the Mommy or the Daddy. I was sent home with a big, red, F on my paper – in my world, all jobs led to Mommy. The teacher didn’t believe me – my mommy marched right into school and set the record straight – she was also a super-hero.
Because of Mom, I have never felt that I couldn’t do something because of my gender – even if the rest of the world did or does. And Mom was every bit the ‘lady’ too; she never swore she let Dad open doors, order for her at the restaurant, and glide her around the dance floor. Then later she balanced the checkbook and cooked for the world
So what does my fond reminiscence have to do with the Power of Woman? Everything. Power is not just something that has to be bestowed upon us. Power is something we all carry within, something we can choose to ignore or embrace.
It is more than the miracle of birth, more than female intuition. It is also more than the dark-side of Power – cattiness, cruelty to each other, vindictiveness – these are the ugly sides of Power and we all know the horrible consequences that can come of them but it is Power nonetheless.
Our Power is intangible. The power to heal with a caress, the power to cure fear with a hug, the power to feel intense joy and unbearable pain at the same time. The power to love unconditionally.
My mom, tough as she could be, exuded all that kind of Power and more. She always believed in her own Power to become something more than she was; to rise above gender stereotypes and embrace the world of opportunity as she saw it… no… as she MADE it.
So, we ARE Athena and Artemis. We are Hera and Aphrodite. Our Power transcends mere mortal trappings. We do ROAR, we do SURVIVE! When you feel as though you have been bested, remind yourself of all the Power you have by virtue of the fact that you are a WOMAN – and soldier on, sister, soldier on.
RIP Mum and Dad xxx