I wonder

What if, as women, we never had to battle misogyny? What if we didn’t need to give a thought to our safety walking down the street? What if we didn’t know of societal beauty standards or hold in our bones, the long held patriarchal notion that we are supposed to look, dress, and act a certain way? What if we never learned to hold our voices inside? What would that do for women emerging in their independent lives? What would it mean to women who hold the belief that they must futilely battle the inevitable physical impacts of their aging faces? How much time and energy would that free up for countless women of all ages? How much time would that give to offer the strength and beauty of a feminine perspective to the planet? How much would that help to heal, with feminine wisdom, our ailing humanity? I wonder.

Tricia

May You Continue

My wish for you is to claim witness to your own beauty
To continue to see yourself well beyond the filter of humanity
To nourish the subtle energy that flows through you
That sustains you
That transports you
That loves you
That is you

My wish is that you continue to offer yourself unfettered love
That you honor your practices of self care
The reverent practices of self sustenance
The practices that are kind allowing you to splash that kindness outward

My wish for you is that you take your long spine out into your world
That you continue to stand proudly root to crown in your gracefully aging body
To stand tall releasing the petulant kinks that inhibit pranic flow
That you ground like the pines deeply and securely
That you never topple despite the threatening storm
Being a balanced inspiration for she who is untethered

My wish for you is that you continue to honor your unique power
Gently bestowing it outward
Pouring it into the inevitable pockets of weakness you will open
And to continue to be the steady
Unwavering
Beauty-drenched soul you are

These are my wishes for you today
And for the rest of your days
 

Tricia Schwaba 8 28 2024
honoring the strong, northwoods women of the mat