Thank you to all the women (& supportive men, and inbetween folk) who did The Women’s March for us; we are indeed all Goddesses, as we march, and as we age- this reblog post is so perfectly macro and micro #TIMESUP #thefutureisfemale
I grew up as a good Catholic girl. In my world, God was man. He was a tall white man with a light brown beard and a white robe.
God was male.
But I’m not a little girl anymore.
Now I am a mother. I saw my own body grow and stretch and bend itself to give life to my three children. That made me wonder if perhaps the true deity was a woman.
I have been lucky enough to watch my daughter become a mother. I watched her body grow and stretch and bend itself to give life to my grandchildren. That made me suspect that I was right is seeing the true deity as a woman.
Today I helped my 87 year old mother as she took a shower, washed her hair, got dressed and settled herself into her favorite chair to rest after those efforts.
It wasn’t…
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Have a great day today. Am glad you are well xox
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We’re a pretty amazing lot, aren’t we? 😀
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F*ck YEAH
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Hope it’s going well. Good luck for the long weekend xox
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Thanks Coyote, you too- I don’t do anything really except relax and blog a bit more haha!
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Glad you are doing both. Your lifestyle looks interesting. Passed through Byron for about 10 minutes the other week. Had been about 20 years. Used the beach a bit further up on the Gold Coast.
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It’s a beautiful part of the world, but way too many tourists and hipsters around now… it’s all getting too expensive for the locals and artists… same old story : (
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The road in was beautiful. Had been years. Yes, the commercialize spirituality if that isn’t a tautology
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Thanks for sharing this and introducing me to a delightful and thought-provoking new blog.
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I’m glad you’ve paid a visit Donna 👍🏼😃
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