Phenomenal Power

How many of you feel powerful? How many of you recognize the power you possess within? How many give yourself the credit you deserve for all that you do?

If you are anything like me then you probably never even consider yourself to be powerful or deserving of credit or praise, and the reason for that is because we lack the time, space, willingness and ability to acknowledge just how wonderful we truly are. Society dictates that we are only worthy of praise if we can live our best life in terms of career, family, banging body, money, partner, running a home and all while having a broom up our bum to sweep while we do everything else. I know it sounds as if I have been smoking something and am talking out my ass but when you think about it us women have produced every great human being in existence. I mean just stop and think, I mean really think about that. We women have produced every great human being on this earth. We have been an essential and integral part of the growth of the human race and how we as a people have manifested and evolved. That is no easy task and yet each one of us has played an essential role in life, and this role is not just simply giving birth and hoping for the best, but we nurture, care and love our young so much that they then grow and continue this cycle of giving life to yet more humans. It wasn’t until I was sent a message recently that I actually stopped and thought about this and realized that actually us women are “the shit”.

A seed is as perfect as the source from which it comes and what makes us all so special and unique is that the source from which we all came was imperfectly perfect and as such it makes us imperfectly perfect. When we look at our babies, we look at them with pride knowing that “We did that”, we made them. As we watch them grow from “super cute baby” stage, to the “no don’t touch that” stage, to the “independent, please don’t open your non-filter mouth” stage, to the “please tidy your room, do the dishes or just actually do something productive in a 24 hour period” stage, to the “thank the sweet baby Jesus they are finally moving out” stage, we can acknowledge that regardless of whether this seed came with an instruction booklet or whether we got it right one hundred per cent of the time, we did our best and our best was still amazing and here is why – so firstly, the seed made it past the first few months and actually survived. If my ability to keep a plant alive was anything to go by, my babies (seeds) only had a few weeks, at best. Secondly, they have learned a lot more than I thought I was capable of teaching and when I one day had a conversation with them about what defines a man and they shared their inner most thoughts and feelings with me I was blown away by their mature responses and was actually proud that somehow they had picked up some quality information along the way and just maybe I contributed to that in some fashion. Lastly, as I watch them grow up, there is no denying that we have personality clashes and sometimes it feels as if these clashes happen every day, but for us that is natural and it is because no two people are the same so of course we will disagree on things, they are still discovering their way in this world, and trying to identify their roles as men within this house and the outside world but also having to now learn how to re-engage as a teenager with their mother who happens to be a female and it is difficult for any man to fully understand the inner workings of the alien they call “female”, so if your house is calm and argument free then I commend you but in our house these little bags of hormones (male hormones at that) cause me strife and a huge amount of grey hair, but the seed is only as perfect as its source so this means the boys will eventually blossom in to absolutely amazing adult men because let’s be honest, their source is AMAZING and the reason I can say that is because I am a woman and as Ms Maya Angelou once said, “I am a phenomenal woman.”