Feminism

Feminism is defined as:
ˈfeməˌnizəm/
noun
the advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.

I do not like to label myself, but in our society, not only I, but the entire female gender is, or should be considered  a feminist, necessitated by the presence of the patriarchal dominance.

Equality between man and woman does not mean ignoring our traits and eliminating our gender roles. It means eliminating the superiority of one gender over the other. It means perceiving a person as whole and complete without reference to gender.

It is not too outrageous to consider that patriarchy came about from man’s feelings of inferiority to woman, from a biological standpoint, the ability to bear children. But just because we are designed to bear children and propagate the human race, does not make us superior to man in any-way. Man and woman are both necessary for the act of creation. We are both equally important.

So, evolving beyond this segregated mindset is easy if we practice Respect. Respect for all living beings, for who and what they are. A woman might be physically stronger and faster than a man. A man may be more feminine than a woman. To each his/her own. We only need to look with a whole and complete mindset, and respect.

We are a civilization. It is time we evolved beyond our barbaric thought patterns.

Chakras

So we’re in the new year, 2015, the year of the sheep in the Chinese  horoscope. I thought it a great time to reflect back to the past year, when I remembered whilst growing up (mind you, I don’t think I’ll ever stop growing up, heck, I even feel infantile still, in some aspects) how adept I was at erasing my memories. I could, with great ease, erase all traces of the memories which were hurtful or painful. I had the system mastered; No traces left. But now, I realize the importance of remembering, for how else, will we ever learn?

I believe living a life devoid of self improvement is a life wasted. 2014 was a year of great triumph; I finally broke through my first chakra. I don’t think I will ever forget the moment it happened. I was taking a bubble bath, meditating, when feelings of rage and anger started bubbling inside of me. I moaned and groaned, releasing these emotions and when I opened my eyes, everything was painted Red. I blinked and squeezed my eyes, trying to clear the red silhouette clouding my vision.  Everything was colored a red hue. I blinked yet again, alarmed– it persisted. I took a look around, everything in my view had a red hue to it. It was then when I felt something release, and the experience of seeing everything painted red in my vision became fascinating. It was the color of blood, even space was a hazy cloud of red…. I kept blinking and blinking, trying to make it go away, but it would not. That is when I just let it be; I was floating in redness, absorbing it all.

It bears mentioning that this came about from a conscious effort of beginning a chakra cleanse a couple of months prior. Now, let’s rewind back a couple of decades and a few more years. As far back as I can remember, probably from the time I first started writing, my place of residence was always in my crown chakra. Usually the head chakra, but oftentimes, my crown chakra; when people’s lips would move, I could not hear what they were saying, because I was not even there. I liked being away; out of my body, far away. Hence, why oftentimes people would look at me as if I was a weirdo. I would get those looks, you know? Sometimes even from my friends. But it mattered not, for I was in a beautiful place.

This lack of being in touch with my lower chakras was evident even in my yoga practice. For the life of me, I could not balance. As strong and flexible as my body is, balance eluded me–until last year. Now I can balance on one foot and I am a stone wall. A pillar reaching down to the core of the earth.

It is amazing how, sometimes, no matter how hard I try at something, it does not work out. But when the time is right, it occurs magically, as if following a recipe written by an invisible hand. Perhaps even my own hand, before I was even born.

In 2015, I will strive for greater self improvement, as I usually have done and do, actually all the time. I have a feeling it will be a year of peeling off the masks. Masks which are beginning to suffocate me.

So to all, I wish you a year of excitement and discoveries. And what better discovery than that of the self?

Ultreya.