feminine power
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Before they called her dangerous, they called her divine. That is the part of the story they tend to leave out. Before there were warnings whispered about women who knew too much, there were women people traveled miles to find. Women who understood the moon before anyone bothered naming its phases. Women who knew which…
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When the creation turns on its creator the world is dark. A woman provides life. And somehow, man convinced the world that made him that he was the one holding the power. There is something almost beautiful about the arrogance of it. He arrived screaming, covered in her blood, entirely dependent upon her body for…
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There has always been something fascinating to me about the way the world talks about women. For thousands of years, people have argued about where women came from. Whose they belonged to. What their role should be. What they should wear. How they should behave. How much space they should take up. How loud they…
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People make choices in their own lives. That is the part everybody wants to dance around like accountability is some kind of haunted mirror they are scared to look into too long. But let’s be honest. You knew from the beginning something was off. That is why you watched me your whole life. Closely. People…
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Valentine’s Day. Everyone celebrates the fairy tale.But no one asks how the queen earned her crown. Let me ask you something. What burns, but does not die?What loses everything and still walks away with more?What dines at tables it built, only to be left hungry, yet refuses to starve? The queen of hearts didn’t wake…
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They did not notice the moment she learned how to take. That is always how it begins. For years she was a vessel. A quiet thing. A body that absorbed moods the way stone absorbs heat. People leaned into her presence and left lighter, never asking where the weight went. They mistook her stillness for…
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They told the story backward for so long that the beginning was almost forgotten. Before temples.Before thrones.Before the voice of God was given a beard and a law. There was a woman who remembered. Mary was born of Eve’s remembering.Not of her fall, but of her choice.The first kiss of knowledge did not curse her.…
