Yes, it’s true.
I was having a ‘man’ freak-out.
It was a small thing. But not small to me. I had the great foolishness to develop a massive crush on a guy from a dating site, who I had never met, but who sent me a poem. Two poems, actually. (Do I emanate ‘send me a poem and win a free ticket to my heart???’)
And then, the dude vanishes. Up and vanishes.
Thus, the freak-out.
I am not a woman alone.
I am a woman surrounded by Sisterhood.
Sister Goddess Activism is my way of life.
A gang of my sisters got on the phone with me, talked me gently off my wall, and they gave me a few of my own exercises to do, to regain sanity, such that I was able to e-mail said poet without a drop of anger in my heart. A few hours later, said poet sent me a third poem.
And we are going on our first date tomorrow.
I am more excited about meeting him, than I have been about any guy, in a long time.
Dating is not something to do all alone.
Neither is raising kids.
Or navigating a career.
Or creating a marriage.
Or dealing with an illness. Or a death.
Having a woman, or better still, women, stand for you, while you run, heart wide open, in the direction of your dreams and desires, is nothing short of a miraculous luxury that it is my conviction all women require.
Alone, I am stuck where I get stuck.
Alone, my despair derails me.
But, surrounded by Sister Goddess Activism, I am not limited by my own limitations. I can be more patient than is my nature, more loving than I have ever risked before, and claim more than I could have imagined for myself.
If I had not had a gang of Sisters to reach for, when the poet seemingly brushed me off, I would have kicked him to the curb. And never received the third poem. Or been invited on a date. And who knows? Maybe he will be a man that I will fall in love with — maybe not — but without my Sisters knowing my deep desire to love and be loved, and standing for me when I stumbled, I would have never ever have given him the chance to ask me out.
And this is not just me, it is every Sister Goddess. Sister Goddess Pamela’s mother is dying, and a whole gang of women got on the phone with a prayer vigil for her just today. I saw, on Facebook, that Sister Goddess Mirna, who lives in Singapore, has welcomed Sister Goddess Cheryl for a visit. Sister Goddess Bernadette is teaching a new dance class, packed with her Sisters. I witness Sister Goddesses standing for each other as they conjure new businesses, new jobs, new relationships.
Sister Goddess Activism, here there, and everywhere.
Most women in this world have been taught the opposite.
What have we been taught?
That women in this world will disadvantage you. They will steal your man. Take the promotion that should be yours. Stab you in the back.
Women have not been taught how to stand for themselves, or one another. It’s actually the other way around. We have not been taught to stand for ourselves. Our voices. Our dreams. Our desires. We are taught to stifle our dreams, and keep a lid on our truth and never ever reveal our opinions, especially if they are likely to be controversial.
Our culture teaches us to distrust ourselves, to distrust our own bodies, to distrust our desires.
With an environment like that, how is a woman ever going to learn to trust another woman?
And that is where the School of Womanly Arts comes into play, to recreate the way women have been taught to relate.
At the SWA, not only do women learn how to stand for themselves, they learn that the best way to make sure their dreams come true is to place their pleasure-filled attention on another woman, and cheer her along. Why? She learns the spectacular truth, that the higher that one woman flies, the higher we all can ascend. (Click to tweet!)
The healthy empowered future of women depends on women learning the truth about Sister Goddess Activism.
Can you imagine what will happen when we live in a world where we are not bound and limited by our own limitations? But, through Sister Goddess Activism, we can reach for heights heretofore unknown? Where a woman can claim her monetary value at her workplace with ease and grace, or stand for and reclaim necessary time with her children and family (rather than enslaving herself to her job), or open herself to the gift of loving and being loved, in a way she cannot even imagine, right now?
And I want that not just for my Sister Goddesses, but for every woman on this planet. And to that end, we have created something that we have never done before: a weekend dedicated to and driven by Sister Goddess Activism.
For the first time ever in the history of The School of Womanly Arts, we are delivering a 2-day event called The Womanly Arts Experience. For free. That’s right. There is no cost.
This is my activism, my gift to women. I want to see what happens when we throw the doors of pleasure open to 700 women. I want to see the consequence, in the world, of a room filled with brand new women, learning how to prioritize their joy above all other values, how to stand for their beauty, power and brilliance, and how to turn on to life.
Unfortunately, you can’t enroll yet.
But we are taking an early registration list and I want you to be the first on it.
All the details are here: The Womanly Arts Experience, NYC. February 1st and 2nd.
I’d love to hear from you in the comments below. How are you inspired to practice Activism, Sister Goddess style? How will you up your game with and for your Sisters in 2014?
In so much love and pleasure,