Little Women

I just saw a delightful movie with my daughter, called Little Women. What a Beauty! So flipping awesome to see the epic bonds between women up on the big screen. Little Women was first published in 1868 and it brings timeless wisdom to me here in 2020. The original novel was penned in calligraphy ink by Louisa May Alcott over one hundred and fifty years ago. I can imagine the author sitting beside her oil lamp at night writing this novel as I write this now. Little Women is a triumph of a film for our burnt out world.

As I see it the light side of the love between women is…

The Nurturing.

The Joy.

The Hugs.

The Fun.

The Tenderness.

The Knowing.

The Wisdom.

The Tears.

The Laughter.

Oh the raucous laughter!

And it also shows the Dark side of our love. The jealousy, the manipulation, the competition, the gossip etc. I’m glad that old octopus wasn’t left out. The film is honest this way.

I think it was Laura Dern who played Marmee, the mother of four beautiful daughters. Each woman so unique, so wild and so free on the screen.

The fierce love of Jo.

The courage of Amy.

The wisdom of Beth.

The fortitude of Meg.

This film inspired me. It points to some interesting possibilities for us moving forward. Imagine a world where women looked more to one another for intimacy, joy and comfort. I’m not talking about sexual intimacy here, although that is totally on the menu for some women and I fully respect and honour that delicious choice too.

The most beautiful scene is where the Daughter holds the Mother and where the Mother holds the Daughter. What a treat to see it with my daughter. I want to see it again to expand my heart even more.

Imagine a world where we saw other women as nurturing protectors, power partners and highly treasured play mates instead of competition for scarce resources.

As we birth a new decade we also sew a new future for the earth. We weave this new world with new thoughts, new actions and new energy. Our songs, our words, our cooking, our gardens, our cakes, our books, our touch, our tenderness and our love is priceless. Valuable beyond measure.

As we feed ourselves, we feed life.

As we love ourselves, we love life.

As we nurture ourselves, we nurture life too.

The bonds between women are golden threads that hold with care. If the fabric has been torn, it’s okay, it can be mended by hand; one stitch, one touch, one meal, one smile, one kind word at a time.

Imagine a Healed Sisterhood.

I am planting that seed in my heart today. It begins with me.

Taonga

Taonga is a Maori word I love so much. It means treasure.

I once read that the greatest treasure of all are people.

I agree.

Traditionally Taonga were considered valuable objects, possessions such as swords, stones, knives and tools. I’m not referring to that kind of Taonga here.

No.

I’m writing here about love, and love can really only thrive in a space of freedom. People are not possessions to be clutched onto, no, they are sacred beings.

So for me, love is Taonga.

He is not Silver, he is Gold.

My time with him was heavenly.

Before meeting Silver I walked on eggshells in relationships.Before meeting Silver I was naive. I was prey.

I was harmed in relationships.

Harmed physically, emotionally and spiritually.

I had no voice. I couldn’t speak in other relationships.

During my time with Silver, wrapped in the gentle embrace of his wings I found the courage to speak. And he very kindly and very very patiently listened.

Day by day, over five years I found safety and a place inside myself to call Home.

We set up two beautiful homes together in New Zealand (three if I include the van).

I loved every single moment, every morning, every evening meal, every blessed day that we shared.

I loved walking barefoot on the grass alongside him. I delighted in a new found land with no snakes, no bugs, no spiders, just gentle soft steps with his hand in mine.

When I put my feet on the ground in New Zealand I feel that I have come home. Like the traveling migratory birds I enjoy flying across the space of the seas. This has been my path for the last few years, much like a shorebird I have traveled great distances to be close to the people and places I love the most.

Now I feel that wherever I go, I belong.

Wherever I am, I am home.

When I met Silver I felt as though I died and went to heaven.

I died.

We met at Mana.

Heaven.

I went to Heaven with you my darling.

Such a HUGE change from my life before that point.

For the first time no gun pointed at my head. There was finally and for the very first time no anger, no blame, no guilt trips and no shame.

No harmful words ever passed his lips.

Only Love came through this man. Only Love came through this man to me.

Silver held a clear mirror for me. He was a safe space for me to grow into myself. He was a safe space for me to expand into.

Something broken (trust in the Sacred Masculine) was healed in his Presence, in his embrace and living each day with him.

I was loved like I have never been loved before. I was cared for. I was cherished. I was fed soul food and nurtured on so many levels.

Finally after so much hell, I was safe.

Yes, I landed in Mana, in HEAVEN!

During my time with Silver he held the space for my Spiritual side to emerge. He helped me come into contact with my healing gifts and also he supported my writing. He edited my work. I consulted him when I couldn’t hear the message in my healing work too. He backed my work and he backed my evolution fully.

He held the space for me to Birth my Truth.

There are so many gains.

He protected me from harm and I blossomed.

He even spoke the words, he even named my Beauty out loud for me, so I could hear it.

He spoke his heart, he spoke clearly to me, as he saw things. It was profound for me. He saw that I am a Dancer. I am a Dancer. I reclaimed that one fully!

He saw that I am a Writer. I am a Writer. He saw that I am a Healer. I own my capacity to heal myself and hold space for others to do the same.

He was drawn in by my Woman, supported my Warrior and held the little girl, the child in me too.

He loved me completely with every cell of his being. I am deeply and eternally grateful to this man. The opportunity for growth I have now is to let him go even more fully than I ever imagined I would ever have to do.

It’s easy to talk about letting go, but to actually see the man you love walking away from you and towards another woman is a whole other level.

I’m open to multiple points of view, to open my mind to what is happening I choose to celebrate this juncture and say Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I am so grateful for all that I experienced in his Presence and all that I learned and all that we shared together. It was awesome.

As you dive into the unknown, delight fully in the magick of the Yoniverse. You have entered this life through the loving womb of your mother, then as a man you enter the beautiful womb space of your woman and then after that the void, the mysterious space of the great Mother, through the veil, to your Death.

Dive fully in dear Silver. Dive fully into Love.

I wish you great health, hope, happiness and humor. I love you across all time, dimension and space realities. I set you free again today.

Be well Dear dear man.

Remember this always …

You are a Great Man.

An Impeccable Warrior.

Walk in Beauty Beloved.

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And, until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

You are Taonga.

Natural, sacred and beautiful Treasure.

Love,

Angel 🙂