Dedicated to Lili
Words can hardly depict the beautiful feminine, but here is to honour Her and to remind us all of what we owe Her.
The beautiful feminine exists in many shapes and forms: the loving arms of Mother (our human mother, the person who gives us motherly love, the subtle manifestations of mother-nature); the gentle warmth or the cool breeze that appeases the mind and lifts a heavy heart up in an instant; the sweet sound of life that makes us smile – be it a cat purring, a red robin singing, a genuine exchange of ‘hellos’ with another being; the surprising strength we find in ourselves when we expected we would collapse. The beautiful feminine is creation itself. It is life itself, life as a gift. It is that without which we would not be who we are. We may be something, someone; but we would have missed out on the essential education of the heart. The beautiful feminine is the spark of life that gently and softly moulds the raw matter into a soulful, sensitive being.
Without Her, we are mere mechanics. Without Her, we would not be capable of appreciating the small things, the seemingly anecdotal signs and stories that contain in them the wisdom of the world. She teaches us to be rather than to do. She teaches us to feel rather than to think. She is present and encourages us to be present as well. She is the one who shows us by her very existence that life is a gift. She is the one who tells us that we are ready for life because She knows we are. She made us, She carried us in her breast and her womb, She nurtured us with unconditional love, She helped us keep our faith in magic during those times we could no longer believe. She will help us in our future dark days too. Whenever we need Her, She is there, because She knows suffering and She knows when we long for a warm embrace only She can give.
The beautiful feminine is the tear that we cannot contain and that slowly slides down our cheek, almost like a caress, carrying within it the precious acknowledgement that we are alive and, therefore, that we can love and we can ache. She is poetry without trying to be poetic. She is smile forming effortlessly on our lips. She is genius by just embracing her nature. She is eternal because she knows that her incarnated form will fade away. We owe Her much, so let’s remember to greet Her with joy and thank Her for being here, always.
Be attentive to the marks of the beautiful feminine around you: how do you care for Her? What relationship do you have with Her?
What space do you give the beautiful feminine in your conscious life? How can you honour Her today, right now?