A Meditation on Being Female

It’s the first day of “Women’s History Month” and it got me thinking about what this really meant.

31:365. 

31 days out of 365 dedicated to highlighting the contributions of Women. Why isn’t there a Men’s History Month? Is that implying that Men are celebrated all year round? 

It wasn’t until my early 20s that I began to search for the history and meaning of being female. I couldn’t understand why the world was obsessed with women, but yet disgusted by them. Why women are raped and objectified by the Men who are supposed to “protect” them. Why my father cheated on my mother (making me strongly question the institution of marriage at a very young age - still do).

I don’t wish to go into the countless injustices that Women have endured through the centuries. The courage and relentless tenacity of the female spirit is what I choose to identify with. In my opinion women cannot be celebrated enough (If it weren’t for a woman you wouldn't be alive to be reading this). I hope this month and each day thereafter is a continuous celebration of women all around the world.

I hope that more women build their inner strength and slowly shed the self esteem issues that affect each and everyone of us in various degrees. It is my wish that the overall human consciousness is raised, but it starts with small steps. So celebrate the fuck out of your femininity today, tomorrow, each week, month, and year of your life. (Males included)

I just gave you permission to.

 

Ai-Creo