Softness is Strength
No matter the social strata, whether we believe we are a mere creek, river, or sea - don’t forget - our power is in our nature.
On the surface, our softness and fluidity would seem innocuous, but we are clever. We could, as if murmuring streams, course daily through the veins of our city, weave through the rough spaces of cracks from nine, and easily slip in crevices and out by five. As if busy rivers, before pouring into the sea, nourish our support system or weather that in our path. As if the enigmatic ocean, full of secrets, carry hopes home or make waves to chip away at the status quo. All the while, we ceaselessly glimmer under the eyes of the sun and moon as we navigate our journey.
So, embrace our strengths and intuition. Intrinsically, our touch is soft so that we don’t break, and our mind malleable so that we don’t break. Gentle is our voice so that we may soothe souls, disarm egos, and coax out answers. See how we smooth stones?
We are water, earth, and the moon operating behind-the-scenes. We heal as we create. Never less, always equal to balance our complementary force. Our brawny counterparts could only imagine what we carry in silence within our bosoms; our womanhood is a realm they could not fully understand but should respect nonetheless, for we are essential to this dualistic dynamic of life.