To be a woman on this planet, is not to stand together in the true essence of the spirit of humanity. But it is, to stand against. Against perceptions, against ideologies, traditions, customs, rituals and thought patterns. To be a woman on this planet, is to stand, but stand against the brute force that is man. It is to tower over his ego and come out unscathed, with all the power and might she can find within and without. To fight her fears, to stop her patterns of submitting. And to fight the idea, that he, is to be feared
To be a woman on this planet, is not just to push through the sound of his heavy voice and the raise of his bulky arms. But to stare at him in the eye saying “fuck you, I’m not afraid of you, and whoever taught you that I should be, went really fucking wrong”.
To be a woman on this planet, is to fear the atrocities of a man. To be the soul bearer of a moral conscience. It is to be born into a century and more of conditioning. Sometimes knowing, sometimes completely unaware.
To be a woman on this planet, is not just to live up to her own ideas of herself. But to live up to the ideas of the world. Of how she should be. How she should behave. How much she should aim to achieve. How well she understands that her little dreams are alright, but she should know when to quit. To be a woman on this planet is to become everything she is made out to be. She is like a stone doll for sculptors around, in various fields and domains; everybody is an artist here, usurping the right to chisel her, jab her, change her to everything they believe she should be. And then, to be a woman on this planet, is to live up to those ideas or feel unaccepted. Unwanted, and unseen.
To be a woman on this planet, is to remain a blank page. So she may be filled up, by all those who proclaim their authority over her. To be a woman, is to be told what to do, and how. Is to learn to master one particular domain.
To be a woman on this planet, is to be prepared to be blamed, for the children going wrong, for not having enough time, for being instinctively bad. To be a woman on this planet, is to get used to being addressed by words and terms that hold negative connotations on many levels. It is to understand that he, well he can be all he wants, because they will be themselves. But she? Well, she must be handed a guide book to follow reverently.
To be a woman with dreams isn’t always to chase them just because, but it is to be a woman who is allowed to have them. To have someone let her chase those dreams.
To be a woman on this planet, is to cross many barriers, fight many stigmas and break many hearts to feel close to herself. But the hardest truth of being a woman on this planet, is to have other women bring her down. Mar her, term her, bracket her judge her and break her by the very thoughts, traditions, customs and patterns that they have been molded in.
Though we are all coetaneous, beginning at the very same time. To be a woman on this planet, is to sometimes strive, and frightfully so, for the grandest truth of our existence- that the difference stops at being just human.
To be a woman on this planet, is to rise up not to be bigger than. But it is to simply rise up. And to do this, without an ounce of shame.