When I first saw him.. I really think I saw him. I didn’t see what I wanted to see. I didn’t see what other people thought him to be. I didn’t see what other’s would expect me to see in him. I didn’t see in him what his own family would see in him. I didn’t see him how he would of wanted me to see him. I saw into him; I saw his soul. What I saw was the little boy in him walking hand in hand with the wise old man in him.. I saw his essence. That is what I will keep; what I will hold onto..but now that I think about it or feel about it.. more that I feel about it. I will hold in my heart.. all of his darkness as well.
I will hold in my heart his darkness or his shadows because this is the beautiful disaster that tore me apart.. when he said I was paranoid and a victim.. when I could see him looking at my bikini clad body.. taking in all of my flaws to weigh and measure them.. when he didn’t acknowledge my beauty ..see my womanly charms but instead he saw my imperfections.. while I saw past his and into his heart. But is it only his darkness or mine as well..because how could I feel love and attraction to man whom I obviously somehow repelled .. or did I ? Is he right? I am living out my inner victim..am I paranoid to think this..to feel this.. am I the beautiful disaster? Or is he?
I know I saw him but did he even see me? Or did he see what he thought he saw.. what he came to see and expected to see before he looked into my eyes? Did he really even look? Who did he see when he looked into my eyes..I don’t think it was me that he saw..but what he expected me to be..but was he right in his expectations of me..?
When I put on my lip gloss.. he became annoyed .. just so slightly annoyed.. not excited or sensualized..but ever so slightly angered ..as if I was using it as a ploy? Or am I just being paranoid?
I don’t mind that he is right..because he is right. I am flawed.. I am a woman.. chaotic ..passionate.. unreasonable from time to time.. and a mystery even to myself.. as even I still go deeper into depths within that I haven’t explored that scare the shit out of me.
The little boy in him is silly to think he has all the answers.. so innocent to think or see women as black and white… that we could be so easy to read..but just maybe all the rest were just that.. I don’t know?
But I do know that he doesn’t define me.. as I am always re-birthing myself.. he doesn’t define me as no man has or ever will..as I am constantly just getting to know myself.. he told me I was lowering myself to victim levels.. yet I like the depths were I go.. I like to be both high and low.. as are most women.. we are multi-faceted .. sometimes, hot, cold and now and then we are warm.. warm hearted.. hot blooded.. and icy cold when we are judged by other’s who refuse to see their own flaws..
Yet I am not bitter.. because I rise in love.. I rise in the love that I felt for him before he spoke a word.. not just a word that dropped from his lips..but the words from his body and eyes; that told of his thoughts upon my heart, body and soul.. I rise in the love that even through his innocent blundering.. I could still see the treasure in him.. and I am peaceful and calm in the knowing that he didn’t really know what he was doing..
His uptight manor.. his posture so stiff and rigid .. the protection of his heart and feelings.. protected from a woman who was too open..too vulnerable.. too sensual.. too honest.. too real.. he wasn’t there for that.. he was there for business.. he was there to see if I would with walk with my head in the clouds with him.. he wasn’t there to be pulled to earth and made to see that.. all that glitters isn’t gold.. he didn’t come to meet a woman holding her heart wide open..to see a soul wide open.. he came for pleasant talk..and pleasantries.. polite conversation.
Instead he found a flawed, beautiful disaster.. or was it he ?
But he wins..or did I let him win..or are we both wrong and right.. because their really isn’t any wrong or right..there is only perspective..and every human is fabulously flawed..
But I will keep the spark in my heart, of the love.
I was asked by a local man who is friends with people in my local networking community ” How could you of approached these people differently for different results?”
Honestly the only way I could of gotten different or successful results from Kelowna BC.. would of been to be just like them. So to get straight to the point of this post. If you want to be a successful woman in Kelowna BC..blend. Follow trends.. kiss ass.. be a nice and well behaved woman..
If I was to do anything different it would of been not to have been different.. that is it in a nutshell.
Following a big dream comes with a huge sacrifice.. it comes with cutting so many people loose all the time; that want to hold you back and have you conform to their comfort levels.. hell it isn’t just Kelowna BC..it’s all of CANADA.. my nation is so conservative.. if I wanted to be successful I would of just painted Goddesses for my book..and wrote about women’s sexuality in a tame.. toned down fashion of 3rd person. That way I wouldn’t be a personal or professional threat..and even some of the conservatives might of accepted me.
Kelowna’s business community is run by catty insecure women. That’s why they need The Goddess Movement to begin with. They see me posing as The Goddess in my book and writing about women’s sexuality and my own sexuality; as a way to get all the male attention in Kelowna. They see this because they are the ones that need all the male attention in Kelowna by acting like Alpha Females..by doing this Femme Fatal crap to me.. by pushing me out of their networking groups..telling me to quit..telling me no one wants you or your message..
Of course me standing up to the prejudice and writing about it makes me the manipulative bitch.. once again their projection. They are the one’s that feel insecure in their own sexuality and that is why they have taken jabs at mine..through gossip and social ostracization. Then they say online that they are about giving women their voices and empowerment..while obviously seeing me as competition ..therefore not being truly empowered themselves..because strong women hold other women up…not cut them down.
So because of this..because of this immaturity, it doesn’t matter how I approached anyone in my community.. there is a strong conformity here.. intense insecurities and thick masks.. I am a threat to them..as they have shown me through their projections of fear ..or the label of victim that they have placed onto me .. well here is a thought ” Stop victimizing me..because I am not going to do what the guy I was talking to did with his bully.. I am not going to please you so that you will stop being cruel.. nope.. I am not going to change who I am and my message.. I am not going to bend to your will and blend in.. just to make you comfortable..but what I will do and continue to do.. is cut you all loose.. I am not turning toxic. I AM GOING TO BE ME! If you like it or not! ”
It’s better to fly solo than to fly with the flock that is going in the wrong direction..
We all live in a world were everyone is pretending .. it’s just the way it is. It starts in high school. Everyone wants to fit in.. be popular.. liked and accepted. We are shown through media projections; by branded personalities how to be cool.. how to put on the social masks that everyone worships and adores. But by doing so we loose ourselves and our true identities and so we become bitter. We become bitter by fear.. fear of rejection.. we become bitter because we sell ourselves out.. for social acceptance, and we think social protection. But if one becomes popular and adored by many people for projecting a image that they want.. we are truly not accepted at all..because we are not really being ourselves. So you can have the love of many while not being loved at all..and worse… you not loving yourself.
The most difficult thing to do is to really be yourself and love yourself past other’s insecurities and social rejections… but it is the only way to stay sweet..it is to stay and be vulnerable; to be humble. Courage is putting your heart out there..while knowing far well, that you will probably be rejected. When you are truly authentic, open, raw and vulnerable you are a threat to those who wear the thickest social masks.. because you are their mirror. A truly authentic and raw person is clear and blinding truth to those who are in the greatest denial of the social mask that they wear; and so it is that the nerdiest, nicest, sweetest and strangest people are the most rejected by society. We make people uncomfortable..because conformity is comforting.. the sweetest and most loving people wear their hearts on the outside..so we are labeled as victims by those who would victimize the open hearted for the very fear of being open and vulnerable themselves.
In the worldly way.. being truly vulnerable is labeled as weak.. but who is really being weak? I think those who have lost themselves in groups of people and organizations have lost.. those who are vulnerable and have the courage to constantly lay their hearts on the line.. well this is true strength..to put your heart out, even though it is wounded..bloody and raw from being constantly rejected.. attacked for being open.. seen as a target.. this takes in credible strength.. people like me .. we are true spiritual warriors.. because we are giving the world and example of the compassionate heart.. even thought it is constantly being torn and ripped apart by those who fear true depth and feeling.. those who have been hurt and cut.. sometimes they are the one’s that will cut us the deepest. But being truly vulnerable, real, raw, authentic and open regardless of constant emotional, mental and spiritual attacks, takes the greatest strength.
We live in a very cold and plastic society.. not just in my city.. even though outsiders confirm that their is a higher than normal concentration of assholes in Kelowna BC.. but the only way to open other’s cold and fearful hearts is to stay open and brave.. to stay vulnerable .. raw.. broken .. and compassionate.. it is to do our very best to forgive them..because in their, inner terror, they are lost..lost to themselves.. washed away .. in the conformity of fitting in..rather than standing brave.. being nerdy.. goofy.. making mistakes..failing..being perfectly/imperfect ..
Stay sweet.. stay open.. an love no matter what.. because love favors the brave.
Don’t let fear and bitterness make you bitter.
I was having a conversation with another woman at my gym about sexual harassment.. how a young woman can be walking down the street looking pretty in a summer dress to have a guy cat call at her ” Nice tits! ” She said to me ” I just won’t put myself in that situation ” I had to bite my tongue hard. I have to keep my opinions neutral at my gym because I have had problems in other gyms..and my workouts are my sanctuary from the fucked up world.. so I just said ” No woman put’s herself into that situation.. men put her into the situation by creating the situation due to their ignorance, arrogance and their sexual aggression.”
But that’s how many people in my community of Kelowna BC view me.. or judge me.. as putting myself into the situation of asking for it.. asking for sexual harassment.. what they don’t have is the intelligence to see is that shining a light on the problem; by diving into it head first, will lead to the solution to the problem.. because the problem exists with or with out me writing about women’s sexuality or publishing my sensual professional photography.. the problem is much bigger than me or any one woman..as it affects all women world wide..and it has for millenniums.. the problem is ignorance.
I was also talking to another women before that.. and she said to me ” Gracie you are such an intelligent woman..it must be so difficult for you trying to get people to comprehend ..who are not able or willing.. I think the world is a very frustrating place for intelligent people like yourself.” She was so correct and of course it would take another intelligent or aware person to understand the frustration of the shit of ignorance.
Every woman can be thrust into that situation ( sexual harassment ) at anytime.. even if she is alone in her own bedroom.. her home can be broken into and she could be raped and murdered.. women are not safe from the situation until society sheds it’s ignorance and stops blaming her for the situation.. but starts educating men as to them creating the situation due to male entitlement and double standards..but in the same breath other women need to be educated to the fact that their own sex isn’t responsible for the situation put upon them by sexually abusive men.. society in general is sexually abusive and constantly sexually harassing women.. our sexuality is the main selling force behind multiple and major products.. so women have all become sex symbols.. we have become a product vs being people..
But.. the hardest thing to fight isn’t greed or violence ..it’s the ignorance or fear that causes the behaviors..
The most difficult thing about fighting ignorance..is that many don’t have a level of comprehension within them to even know or articulate their own ignorance..
So to wrap it up.. I didn’t put myself in the situation.. the situation put me in the situation ..if I published my story about the situation or not.. the situation existed before me and past me.. but the only way through the puzzle or the matrix of the situation is through the center of it.. it’s right through the eye of the needle.. that’s how to break on through to the other side..and that will be the solution..
We love Marilyn Monroe because she was a living representation of The Goddess Venus Archetype.. in plain English she embodies femininity and beauty for all women.. regardless of race. ( I have seen many African American women..and women of all races pose as Marilyn.. not all with blond hair or blue eyes either ) She represents the feminine art of being a woman.. she said ” Sex is a part of nature. I go along with nature.”
Marilyn wanted what every woman wants.. every woman who is in touch with her Inner Goddess or Erotic Creature.. and that is to simply be succulent and sensual in her womanhood.. without being labeled as a slut or whore.. without being repressed are called down..without her dignity being stripped away from her by society or a male based culture using her sexuality against her.. using her very basic nature or essence against her..
Every woman in touch with her sexuality and sensuality wishes to just be in the fullness of the femininity..and that is why we love Marilyn.. she was our Goddess living in the flesh.
But how sad it is that the world that loved her also loved to hate her.. they called her a victim..and many people still label her as a victim.. for being soft and sensual.. feeling and sweet.. as the world wants the vulnerability that she expressed in her femininity but then a male run society sees it’s as a weakness… because with too much masculinity in our culture we are unbalanced and turn to brutality..and so the world or Hollywood was brutal to her..as were the men in her life.. during her lifetime she couldn’t find any lasting love..for being an open, fragile rose.. the absolute reflection of the heart of compassion.. yet we crushed her and used her..and we still do .. love to hate her..because generally speaking women’s sexuality is viewed through this lens of brutality.. and women who express their sexuality are repressed and emotionally abused and or physically abused .. in worst cases; that happen all to often.. we can take domestic abuse as a prime example of the abuse of the feminine energy in our world..
And so what women long for the most.. is to express our Inner Venus or Marilyn while being protected and honored by our men rather than taken advantage of and abused by them..
Women want to express their Inner Courtesan to their one special man.. to role play as his mistress.. his seductress.. to flirt.. to flaunt.. to own it for him and for themselves..
Imagine how much beauty there would be in the world if women could freely express their Inner Goddesses.. if the Feminine Arts were given room to blossom and bloom.. Imagine a world were sex was an art.
And so that is why we love her and miss her.. She was a dream
I have been treated exactly the way she was treated for expressing and living her own sexuality by my local community.. because of expressing it in my book ..
Proving the stereotype lives.. I am not a victim..but there are victimizers that have tried to make me into their victim..I have had no protection from anyone standing up for me or doing the right thing.. it is a direct refection as to how the world treats The Divine Feminine in every woman..and in Mother Nature.
I told myself I wasn’t going to write on my blog this morning..told myself I was going to relax on my leather couch and enjoy my morning coffee..savor my strong coffee while my kids slept..before I had to get them up for school.. I always get up a few hours before them.. I have researched that this is a trait of successful people
But I got to thinking..about how many people in my local professional community call themselves best selling authors.. of course it just sounds good on LinkedIn..and it is a resume; self professed slight of hand.. These are the ( successful ) people in the organizations that have basically banded me from joining them due to the ( sexual content of my book ) because obviously my book is better LOL… and they wouldn’t want me to actually reach media and become an actual best selling author.. past their dribble.. most of them are just stealing from other’s who have written books before them about success and the steps of success.. copying from men like Richard Brandson… or ( Stealing like Artists ) from books like the Secret.. Just love their terminology.. ” Stealing like Artists ” Jerks..
But to really put it into perspective.. ( I just love perspective ) to take away from the smoke and mirrors of their organizations..and groups.. where they all talk each other up ( lie to each other ).. Kelowna is a little tiny fishbowl compared to the entire world.. and if you have made it big in Kelowna.. well really your nothing new at all.. because to make it big in Kelowna you have to pretend to be someone else.. so when they use the terminology of being ” authentic ” it’s truly laughable.. they dress the same.. talk the same speal..because it’s an old sales man’s trick.. it’s like selling knives out of the back of your truck.. or selling a $100 vacuum for $800 bucks..
So what does a REAL best selling author look like.. well.. how about Stephen King or J.K. Rowling..because guess what ? you all actually heard about them! ..they are on the world stage.. because even being a best selling self published author on Amazon.ca; really in reality, it means shit!.. SHOW ME THE MONEY!.. get a grip!
In my second to last post I wrote about what successful people think and do..the actions that they take.. a part of having reason.. is to face reality..if you don’t start from directly were you are at.. by the ground on which you stand.. you cannot change or effect that reality.. so if you are full of shit.. calling yourself what you are not.. you will always be full of shit.. good luck changing that.. you will be the small fish in a small fishbowl with other small fish…because you refuse to see the small fishbowl.. you will always be trapped.. your not going to risk taking a leap of faith and jumping from the small fishbowl into reality or the great big sea..because that’s just scary.. it’s way more comforting to believe your own bullshit and the bullshit of others around you saying ” Wow.. we are really big fish!”
So here is my reality.. I am not a best selling author at all.. I can’t swim with the other little fishies even.. they don’t like my bright colors.. I don’t fit in..and I don’t go along with the vacuum sales man’s speal .. I keep it real.. they don’t like that at all.. I see an elephant in the room.. I say ” Elephant’s in the room ” they say ” Don’t come to our networking groups.. we can’t make you not come..but we really don’t want you there ” poor little fishies..
But here is the thing.. I know I am in a deficit with my book.. I have rocked some people’s reality in the little fishbowl of Kelowna BC by offering up a world view of world problems.. the problem that I show is the solution.. but they love pre-packaged processed messages that they can steal like artists from..
The point is.. I am facing reality.
What did I do that was so different that it is offensive to them.. I wrote about book about women’s sexuality.. I wrote about my own sexuality as an example.. I used professional photography in the book..and am the model in the book as the Goddess Archetypes.. and I am topless just like the classic paintings of the Goddess..of Venus and such.. and because no famous person did it before me..because it is my own creation.. it makes me a slut LOL
here is the link to my failure.. my book.. the best thing I ever failed at.. the failure that I love.. I love my baby anyway.. even if other’s don’t ( yet )
I was running Knox Mt, Kelowna BC Canada.. when I saw a bald eagle sitting regal at the top of a tall pine.. He was level with me as the tree he was roosted on was growing down the mountain side that I ran the trail above.. I stopped to jog in one place to get a good look at him.. the morning sun gleaning in his beaming yellow eyes.. we were up close and personal.. he was huge! Just then a group of women came walking up the trail..as I jogged still in one spot ..to keep up my heart rate; they stopped to see what I was looking at.. they awed ..and we talked about what he was thinking about.. I said for the eagle ” I am hot because I am an eagle and your not cause I am the eagle ” we had a little chuckle.. because seriously this guys body language was pure pride.. and so I continued on to run hard down the rest of the trail.. out running the guy in the water..in the canoe that was trying to out run me.. I won.. just as prideful as the eagle I guess..cause not only did I beat him to the beach but I ran past the beach..to the top of the Mountain..then back down the trail to the beach to have my swim..on my return I was the only one at the beach.. I stripped down to my jog bra.. I was already wearing short marathon shorts..that was my swim suit.. country girl fashion all the way.. no make up.. and red faced I ran into the water..and dove in head first.. as I was face up doing the back stroke I saw the eagle flying over me.. something was in it’s talons .. it seemed to spiral as it fell right onto my belly.. I thought it was just a stick.. as I continued to splash about I felt something wrap around my arm.. I thought I was being a paranoid silly girl.. so I just kept moving until I felt it let go..whatever it was..but after my 20 min swim.. I saw the dead snake in the water.. the eagle had given me a gift.. I am sure he didn’t mean to .. I am sure he meant to keep the snake for himself..but the poor snake gave it a good fight.. I fished her out of the water with a long stick.. poor snake had drown.. poor thing..
I did think of it as an omen at the time but I hadn’t really taken the time to analyse the significance until today.. I talked to some women at my gym that were visiting tourists .. they were doing a intense strength and conditioning workout.. much like the workouts or training sessions that I do.. many similar moves.. and the two chicken leg male bodybuilders that make fun of my moves were mimicking them as well.. I went over and apologized for their immature and insecure behavior.. then they said to me.. ” If only those guys knew we are both apart of the Canadian Olympic Team” They then introduced themselves.. and one said ” My friend here won a gold medal in cross country skiing” we shook hands and they asked my name.. I then told them to go to Knox Mt for a hike..to see the beauty of the Okanagan Valley..then I told them about the snake and eagle.. they said ” That is a good omen for you Gracie.. you have great energy Gracie..we really like your moves ” They were from Alberta…. but ya I thought ” If Olympiads..and or gold metal winners are saying it’s a good omen..well then hell yes it is! ” ;) they are another good omen LOL
But just last night my daughter had a very vivid dream that I was going to meet someone that was my direct opposite..someone with worldly authority..someone not like me at all.. in her dream he was my boyfriend..and he didn’t look anything like me..but he was really nice..and liked her.. ( I am tying this together with the symbolism of the eagle and the snake.. just bare with me here )
This is what I learned from this source https://misfitsandheroes.wordpress.com/tag/eagle-and-serpent/
“”The Eagle and the Serpent as One Entity
Pliny the Elder (c.100 AD), in his work Natural History, refers to a certain large serpent that fights with eagles. It tries to steal the eagle’s eggs. In the struggle, the snake wraps itself around the eagle so tightly that the two look like one animal with two heads. This is a very early reference to the eagle and snake involved in a match of equal, opposite powers. It’s also a reference to what seems to be the combined animal – the winged serpent.
At this point, when the eagle and serpent are perfectly paired opposites, they represent not victory or defeat but dynamic cosmic completion, the union of spirit and matter, as shown in the Japanese emblem (illustration).
This is the same combination as the American Indian winged rattlesnakes, the Mesoamerican feathered serpent, the Egyptian winged snake goddess Wadjet, and the paired winged, serpent-tailed creator beings in Chinese myth. This is the force that drives the universe as the celestial bird and the serpent wheel forever, in perfect balance of opposite energies, around the portal of heaven.
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It is such an interesting and very ancient symbol.. like yin yang..or the masculine and the feminine.. it shows to powerful people combining forces to create something very dynamic or shape shifting..being able to shape a new reality..
I really hope it comes true!
1. Initiative - self motivation..can you make it past the process of just thinking about or daydreaming about your dreams.. do you have an action plan.. do you TAKE the action!
2. Accountability – can you accept and pinpoint your own strengths and weaknesses..do you know your addictions? Do you know your obsessive attitudes? ” To your own self be true. Know yourself ” Self awareness..are you conscious of your personality..do you let your story own you or do you use your life lessons to gain insight and wisdom.. can you say you are sorry? Do you know your ego.. can you rein yourself in? Self control is the key to great destiny.
3. Cognitive reasoning – can you pinpoint the problem? Can you find the solutions within the problem..do you see the problem as the solution? Can you break apart a situation to re-create a better out come..do you know when to let go when something isn’t working.. can you reason that sometimes other’s have no reasoning so you must let them be and move on? Create method from madness.
4. Emotional Distance – Do you have the wisdom and the discernment to know when it’s not your problem but the problem that someone has with in them that they are projecting onto you..can you see life through a scientific lens as an observer .. can you rise above the drama.. ?
5. Faith – do you have faith or belief in the project? Do you believe that the product is useful? Do you believe in yourself past the naysayers? Do you see the light at the end of the tunnel.. can you see the project or product as being bigger than just you with your name on it? Do you believe it will help others and humanity?
6. Your Personal Definition of Success – is it to gain money and fame.. or is it to create a product, project or movement to help humanity evolve? Is your success defined by living the dream and the journey of the dream vs the ultimate successful completion of the dream..seeing it fully manifested.. is your success defined by being one of the few who have had the courage to dream the dream; and then actually take action towards manifesting the dream within, into the material world? Does your dream surpass material wealth? The best way to define your success is to imagine yourself on your death bed.. would you have no regrets? Did you live your life to it’s greatest possible potential.. did you grow.. did you expand.. did you love and learn..did you find your bliss in the journey vs just the destination?.. if the answer is yes.. you have already reached success..if the answer is no.. keep reaching for the stars..
Dream big.. life is for the living
The sacred man.. the warrior of love..
Those women of the world .. they pass him by.. not knowing of the treasures that live inside.. strange jewels of priceless measure.. to them he is the nice guy.. women who are not awakened seek the man of worldly fame and fortune.. not knowing of the the golden heart that rests inside of the man.. the man that knows his sacredness.. who exist to raise the Goddess from the ashes..
He is her protector.. he deflects the cruel arrows of those who seek to harm her… and her children he feeds.. he gives to them unconditionally .. to the world he is the nice guy… told he will finish last..but he follows rules of his own..for his heart is his compass.
He has the Universe behind his eyes.. he holds the stars inside.. he has a light that shines from within.. he is the giver of comfort and kindness.. while others would wound her.. he heals her..for he is the God that others seek outside of themselves.. thinking they must take with violence he renews with love.. he understands ..as he is wisdom.. that he needs love.. that love isn’t a weakness ..it strengths us.. he is love..and he is wisdom.. he is her foundation ..he holds her up.
So many women ..not knowing their own inner Goddess.. pass him by for he isn’t defined as the world defines a man..he defines himself through good works and a pure heart.. he isn’t of this world; he is the gardener of the soul.. he grows love.. he cultivates a place..a garden and palace to bring her to it’s gates.. together to know the bliss of sacredness..
Sex isn’t a game or way to power over her..to him sex is the bridge from earth to heaven.. he touches her with loving hands.. he protects her while he penetrates her.. as she holds him inside ..in an embrace that is so ancient it embodies GRACE…
He is only for the awakened woman.. only for the Goddess.. as he is a God and a King.. not of the worldly definition..but of the heavens..of the stars.. he is the gardener of the heart..
The nice guy that you pass by..
I want to get straight to the point of this post.. to generalize old school feminists seem to think they have to cover up or tone down their sexuality to be taken seriously in the world as feminists. The people they are attempting to please with covering up or dumbing down their sexuality are men. So it is easy to conclude that by doing so they own you ( The Patriarchy ) by your very basic nature… to connect the dots further, it’s my conclusion that this further dis-empowers women and that is why feminism hasn’t gained anymore ground since the 1970s.. If women feel that they have to wear no make-up; wear frumpy clothes, or just be frumpy in general… not talk openly and honestly or even scientifically about their sexuality … well they have washed out their own empowerment.. by being twice as educated as men to be taken seriously by men .. trying to look or blend in with men. trying to discourage sexual advances in their professional or personal lives.. is to say they are in essence responsible for any sexual harassment or sexual discrimination should they shed the sexual shame or repression and step fully into their own bodies.. they are owned by their sexuality just as much as Mother Teresa was owned and labeled saintly by the Patriarchy for staying within the sexual repression or stigmas.. they are owned by the media or social Patriarchy just as much as Marilyn Monroe was owned and made into a sex symbol or ( thing ) by Hollywood Patriarchy..
Everything needs a revision.. including feminism. Upon reading comments posted under a article about Free The Nipple… a movement posed by the next generation of Feminist.. about women being just as free in their bodies as men are in public places.. I read from older women claiming to be feminist; how slutty these young women were.. wanting to have the same sexual freedoms as men… older feminist indoctrinated into their own sexual shaming. slut shaming young women because they ultimately see them as a sexual threat..and they are projecting their own fears of being socially shunned or taken seriously by men. ..onto the next generation of feminists. The young women wanting to show their nipples in the same public places as men show theirs..were not shameful.. it is the sexual repressive attitudes of older feminist in their 60s and up.. it’s a shame that they cannot see were their generation went wrong.. were they cannot see were they gave into their own sexual repression and it is the freeing of their own sexuality that will truly empower them… whatever level their sexuality many or may not be..if they be more masculine or feminine within themselves.. no one has a right to sexually repress others into attempting to place them within a mold of conformity for their own comfort.
I know not every woman is comfortable going topless in public places were men go topless.and it’s their right to do as they please.. if women believe that to go topless at the beach they have to have perfect young bodies..think again..just take your examples from men.. trust me they go shirtless at all fitness levels..ages and body types.. men don’t give a shit and neither should we..if we want to be free in our sexuality..well then fuck the unequal beauty standards placed on women.. it’s up to us to stand our ground in our own skin..
I have had many men tell me I am too feminine to be a feminist… I hope that the next generation changes that.. men and women are both feminist if they believe in equal rights and opportunities for both men and women.. the feminist stereotypes need to be smashed..freedom doesn’t live in a box.