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Published on March 7, 2006 By dharmagrl In Misc

Sometimes when I stand naked in front of my bathroom mirror I can see the goddess inside of me trying to emerge.  I marvel at the miraculous feminine body, at what it's capable of doing - at what mine has done.

My hips are wide because I've nurtured and carried children in my belly.  My pelvis created a cradle, a bony shelter for new human beings to form and grow.  The stretch marks on my hips are marks of honor, badges of womanhood.  They're a tribute to the capacity of human skin to accomodate new shapes and sizes.

My breasts are another miracle.  They sensed the infant's departure from my womb and made milk; they provided food for the new person.  They are an outward symbol of my femininity, my body's way of telling the world that I am a woman.  They're one of the first signs of impending womanhood during puberty and a source of endless fascination and delight to our male counterparts.

I look at my belly, at the smooth skin, the rounded flesh....and at my belly button, a reminder to me that I too came from a woman, that I was once a child fed by another's breast, an infant housed in a bony cradle soothed to sleep by my mother's heartbeat and rocked by her steps.

I look at my body and I see the goddess within; I see the goddess I could be (should be) and I wonder why I've been keeping her hidden for so long.  I should be celebrating her, embracing her....I should let her emerge, let her step to the front and let her be my face; the person I show to the world.

Every woman has a goddess within.  Why are we so concerned with hiding her?  Why do we insist on having flat bellies?  Why do we starve ourselves until we become androgynous, until our breasts are empty sacks - and then we fill them with silicone or saline balloons.  We have our goddess sucked out into sterile jars, we tuck her and lift her and flatten her into submission.  Why do we do this to ourselves? 

Why aren't we satisfied to simply let our goddess emerge?

I like how this goddess within me makes my body look.  I like that I have curves, that I look womanly. 

I'm going to let my goddess emerge.


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on Mar 08, 2006

I had a guy friend who almost got his head ripped of when he stated that he didn't understand anyone thinking a pregnant woman was sexy. I was in a room full of women at the time and a couple of them were quite pregnant! Guess that may be one of the reasons he is a 30 something bachelor.

Oh wow.....I'm surprised he's still intact, and yes, I think that may be one of the reasons he's still unmarried!

Tex, I agree. But then again, if you saw yourself that way you might be too conceded to waste your time chatting with us

Yep.  She'd be busy doing cover shoots for Vogue and Cosmo!

 

I find it doubtful that I will ever feel this way

It hurts me to hear you say that Marcie.    You're a goddess whether you realize it or not.

The more I learn about my medical condition, the more I realize that I have to live with what I've got. I might never have the opportunity to have a baby or take care of it, and that's okay, too (keep telling myself that, keep telling myself that...). I just am what I am, I guess

Honey, it doesn't matter that you think you might not be able to have children.  Goddess-hood isn't necessarily about having kids, it's about being a woman.  Yes, bearing children is important, but it's not EVERYTHING.  I wish that I could do the same for you as I'd like to do for Tex: show you your body as you really are, not through your skewed critical vision. You are a beautiful person, Marcie.  I wish that you'd stop being so critical of yourself.  I think that when you look at yourself you only see what you percieve to be flaws, and it breaks my heart to see you do that sometimes.

I don't know...it's just weird that Ryan finds me attractive...I have a hard time getting my head around that, because there's nothing about me that's normal woman-shaped

Bullshit!  Yes there is!!!  Helllooooo, earth to Marcie!!!!  Have you not taken a look at your butt recently?  That's feminine!  As are your breasts, and your waist and your face and neck....you're not androgynous, Marcie.  You're incredibly feminine; you have a very womanly shape.

The wonder is that he is not a 30 something fatality!

Yeah, packs of women have been known to kill over less!

on Mar 08, 2006
The wonder is that he is not a 30 something fatality!

Yeah, packs of women have been known to kill over less!


Very true. I guess I have a merciful bunch of friends who decided to pity him rather than kill him
on Mar 08, 2006
I guess I have a merciful bunch of friends who decided to pity him rather than kill him

To guys like that, a woman's pity is worse than death.

And I think he got exactly what he deserved!

As for me, I find pregnant women (and one in particular ) especially sexy. It was extra interesting during the 4 pregnancies because the raging hormones made her a little less ... inhibited ... than normal. Okay, so she turned into a raging nymphomaniac. Not that I'm complaining or anything. Rather enjoyed it, even.
on Mar 09, 2006
This was not only deliciously insightful, it was beautifully written. Thanks for reminding those of us with two x chromosomes to be women. It's time for me to embrace my goddess.
on Mar 09, 2006

As for me, I find pregnant women (and one in particular ) especially sexy

Suck up!  All I can say is ditto!

on Mar 12, 2006
Dharma, I read something today that reminded me of you and this article. Just thought anything that made me think of you might also interest you.

"Believe in God. Believe in God the Eternal Father. He is the great Governor of the universe, but He is our Father and our God to whom we may go in prayer. We are His sons and daughters. Have you ever really thought that you were a child of God and that you have something of divinity within you?" Gordon B. Hinckley, Link


Thanks again for reminding us all that we need to respect ourselves and each other for who we truly are.
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