womanhood

a work in progress

Category: Aware (Page 1 of 34)

Issues

We have issues with what other people do.
Because that makes us uncomfortable in our own skin.
We wonder, “why am I not like that?”.

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She buys designer clothes. OMG it costs like $1000 bucks a pop. Why would she spend her money on that?

She’s such a workaholic, I would never want to be home after 8pm.

She wears such full on colour. I find it a bit brash. Like why?

She is so skinny. She probably eats nothing.

And it goes on.

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If we felt secure in ourselves, we wouldn’t give a shit about being different to others. The conversation would be non-existent. Because who cares?!

And that. Is why we seek to convert people. To become more like ourselves. Basically because it makes us feel more secure about ourselves.

Because we’re insecure in the first place…

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Men Vs. Men

I’m coming to the realisation.
That I don’t have room for men, who feel uncomfortable, threatened or uneasy about whom I am.

I want to be around men who champion women.
Men who admire women who are ahead of them in the game.
Men whose eyes light up when they see a successful woman.

Those are the kind of men I’m okay to have in my life.

The rest are just bad vibes.

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Manic

Why are we living in the manic?
Why so busy?
Why so committed?
Why so overloaded?

Why no time to breathe.
No time to walk.
No time to laugh.

Where are we running to?

You know it’s pointless right?

Because you might show up.
But energy doesn’t lie.

So let go of the angst.
And pace it.

We’ve got a long way to go.

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Metrics

It makes me sad to know.
Your silence tells me.
You are only interested in the tick boxes.

Who is she dating?
How much is she making?
Are they for good, or just a fly by?
Is she still as slim?

And I feel sick.
To my stomach.

Knowing.
You are this person.

Who recognises people on the basis of this twisted metric.

Money. Sex. Looks.

 

Ugh.

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She told me she didn’t understand why she felt like that.
In love with one and wanting another.
His skin.
His fingers.
The way they swept upon her collarbone.
And his laugh.

She was so so so happy.
So content.

But this guy.
Had her.
Without having her at all.

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Waiting

I want you to pin me down.
Hold me down.
Laugh at every joke of mine the way you do.
I want you to come on over and surprise me.
Make the move.
The first move.

I want you to delight me.
Find the courage it takes.
To tumble and confused the hell out of things.

I want you to find me.

Right here.

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Enamoured

You said it to me yesterday.
With subtlety.
But often the things you ask with subtlety are the ones that strike the realest.

Does your shine bother him?

Not the money.
Not the levels.

Just the magnificence of who you are.

And you know what.
I don’t know.
I don’t know for sure.

But I do know.
That another man was enamoured.

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Intent

The intentions.
What we started with.
Flow through.

And when we stop being true to who we are, what we really wanted, how we wanted things to go down, it shows.

In the work.
In the gravity of what we do.
In the lives we live.

It shows.

Show up.
For yourself.

Because the outcome,
Will always be better than all the bullshit compromise, the comparing, the adjusting, the navigating, all the crap, you’ve bowed down to.

Show me.
You.

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He Won

Last night you were in my room.
Now my bedsheets smell like you.
Your skin.
Next to mine.
Flushed.
You face, staring into mine.

As we lie.
Side by side.
Curious.

Known and unknown.

Tender.
Delights.

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Keys Out

Somedays.
I wish.
The thoughts in my head.
Would just hit a dead end.
Switch into park.
And stop.

Engines off.

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