Women...? In Religious Movements! (I found a place.. in my mind)

I really wanted to share this yesterday but my wifi was tripping so here goes:

It's Sunday and praise and worship is rife on most social networks as can be expected every Sunday. 
Reading these religious updates got me thinking..
I don't know if I'm a feminist, like, a hardcore feminist BUT I know that I love and respect the female species and my heart bleeds a little every time I hear of one getting raped, beaten or even just not being treated with at least an ounce of respect.

Then Mother Nature comes to mind, the trees, the soil, the air - they all exist in such perfect chaotic harmony and make life possible on this planet.
Just like the Nature of a woman.  Fertile, child-bearing, capable and most importantly, woman are beings just as our male counterparts.

 So I fail to understand just why it seems that in the entire history of the world - culturally, traditionally, RELIGIOUSLY, women are the boot-lickers of society.
I can't understand it and so now I'm just tired and I refuse to accept or have history repeat itself well especially not for myself.

That being said I imagined a religion that I might have been truly inspired to follow:

God is a woman. She has a vagina and through it the world as we know it came into being.

Mother Nature is equivalent to Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed etc because just as they did, Mother Nature always, all ways reveals truths.

 Leaders of note within the religion would be women like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, Helen Keller, Marie Antoinette, Maya Angelou, Mother Theresa, Pocahontas, Rosa Parks,
Funmilayo Ransome-Kuti, Miriam Makeba, Yaa Asantewa and others alike

 The followers of this religion would operate like Lionesses, supporting each other and working strategically to make life better for the world entire.

 Rituals would involve ploughing the fields in appreciation of Mother Natures food bearing qualities; dancing in the moonlight taking pride in the bodies provided by mother God; The changing seasons, sunrise and sunset would be our teachers and other such lovely activities!!

 Aaah, dare to dream :)

Anyways I think it best if we all (male and female) simply followed the purity of our hearts.
Church is wherever God is, whatever you perceive Him or Her to be and a part of God lives within us all so church is wherever you are. 
Get to know yourself and you'll find God.
Love is God, God is Love.

 PEACE

 

BabyMomma-Love & BabyDaddy-Drama (wake up & realize, real lies)

This is not a post about the babydaddies that stuck around
This is not about the man who tagged along to prenatal visits with the woman bearing his child.
This is not about the man who was there on the day of the birth of his seed and everyday following.
This is not about the prince that makes sure nappies and milk are stocked up for his baby.
This is not about the king that stays up late changing diapers and feeding his little one.
This is not about the chief that kisses booboos, shows love and gives little cuddles to little people.
This is not about the daddies that are worthy of the title.

This is for the babymommas desperately holding onto the cracks in the foundations of the dreams of a happy family.
This is for the babymommas hopelessly clutching at invisible strings holding together two people who once came together to bring about the existence of  a beautiful being but who can no longer be.

Ladies. Wake up!
Its 2AM on a Friday night, your baby is having a screaming match with you and guess where the man that you are dying to be with is?
He is in the club buying out bottles for other women in the VIP;
He is in bed with his new lover;
He is off on a weekend getaway with his boys;
AND to be quite frank he could care less about you and the sleepless nights you have raising HIS child.  He has gone on to live the life of a childless man and yet you still insist that the two of you belong together!!
I understand, he is the father of your child and you care about him, you always will, I mean he did help make the most important little person in your life after all.
You want to believe and dream of a day the three of you will be a happy family, you tell yourself that if you keep sleeping with him and making yourself emotionally available for this man that one day he might realize how great you are and maybe even marry you.

I'm not here to crush dreams and I'm not saying that it won't happen but at least only give yourself to him if and when he starts proving himself as a father to someone who is his blood.
Because if he cannot be loyal and responsible in his own child's life then what makes you think he will commit to you in any way?
And lets say he does not end up committing to you. That means that you might miss out on a chance with someone who truly wants to be there for you and who will exhaust all his efforts to do so.

REALIZE:

1  You and your little one(s) already are a family with or without a man
2  You can be as happy as you allow yourself to be
3  You deserve a man that takes care of his responsibilities
4  Continuing a sexual relationship with this man (babydaddy) will not guarantee his return
5  Any man would be luck and happy to have you (at least any man smart enough to know when he has a good thing)

It is alright to let go, to move on and allow love in your life even if it does not come from the father of your child.
Do not become disheartened, love does exist.
Your child is a blessing embrace those late nights, bond with him/her at every opportunity and strengthen your family ties with them. 
Show love and instead of wasting energy on a man who is no longer interested in you or the well being of his child, save your energy for your baby - he/she needs and deserves it more.

INTUITION... What You Wishing?

I'm currently reading a book by my favorite author, Paulo Coelho entitled The Alchemist.
I know its fairly old and long overdue but this is the way the universe works.
One day a certain somebody is telling me of an Arab expression frequently used in the book, "Maktub" (it is written);
The next, an old friend kindly hands it over to me and now, here I am enthralled and fascinated with the book to the point where I'm having lovely late nights happily paging away in bed during these chilly winters nights.
Anyhow I'd like to share a passage from the book concerning Intuition as well as an old poem I'd written on the matter:

"Intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life, where the histories of all people are connected, and we are able to know everything, because it's all written there." - Paulo Coelho

THE POEM:

Voice within her heart
Lead her into Light
The way her heartbeat beats beats, that become transmitters
... Sending endless chains of love to her brain, keeping her sane.
Follow the rainbow
Chase the wonder
Go for gold.
This is the data sent from the channel deep within.
When she uses intuition there's no need left for pondering
For truth is something the soul always knows

Tantric Twin Flame

Maktub - It Is Written;
Of passion, of love, of lust
Of heated moments and sweet memories:

Awareness on the breath.
Forget time and space.
Bringing self fully here within this place.

When you breathe me in,
Let the memories come flooding in like a raging sea.
Remember me like it was just yesterday when you took my physical being
over and over and over again.
When you buried your treasure deep down inside my sacred fortress
When you made a home for being in my soul
Submerged in the wetness resulting from the storm within the raging sea.
Embraced by my essence, covered in my warmth
As our skins collide;

Ignite a flame within my soul;
Tantric Twin Flame.

Scared of Happy

After tons of heartbreak when happiness shows me her face I tend to shy away.
I get so scared and confused.
It's sad because fear is after all only False Evidence Appearing Real.
I see this person that fills me with so much Light  but I fear what may happen if and or when he walks away.

The Sins of the Father

What baffles me is how you can grow up in the same household as someone else and not feel any form of emotional connection to the person in question.
How one can feel so detached from a person you supposedly share the same genetic make up with, the person who supplied you with 23 chromosomes in order for it to be possible for you to even exist in the first place.
How does one not feel infinite love for such a person?

What goes so terribly wrong between two such people connected in this way that they cannot even have a conversation without the parent causing endless amounts of pain and psychological damage to the child?
Why is it that this parent can only speak and act in an aggressive manner toward his daughter?
Why is it that the father chooses not to be gentle, kind and considerate in his dealings with his daughter?
Why does he feel the need to break down her strength and squeeze every ounce of care out of her crying heart?
Why does he look at her with hatred in his eyes?
Why does he look down on her with the dark shadow of disappointment glaring in his eyes.
Why does he reject her, neglect her in ways that make her seek only those things from men because that's how she's been cultivated to know 'love' from male energy.
All she could do was assume that his maltreatment of her was love because fathers are suppose to love their daughters right?

Why does she allow him to treat her this way and make herself vulnerable to this kind of abuse?
How does she begin the process of forgiveness and healing that she knows will set her free?

Will she forever be tied down to these sad and sorry excuses of memories she has of her father?