What if beauty, as we perceive it, is not a blissfully suffocating doll with layers of make-up, smelling sexy, and designer clothes dressing her perfect body?
In a patriarchal world obsessed with perfect, even fake beauty, how can we love ourselves and live the essence of our true beauty?
There have been so many standards imposed on what beauty is—and most of them have been set by men and a patriarchal society—that women also unknowingly and other times cruelly impose them on other women, on their own daughters and sisters.
How many eyes are looking at us, examining us with filters, as they would like, if we have the right manners, the decent dress, the social frame; look how the whole context of our life is under a constant harsh critical gaze that defines if we are beautiful enough to give us credit!
What would happen if we embraced the naturalness of our beings and reduced the hypnotized ranks of this society and the well framed “well-behaved woman”?
What will be left to see, if not our Light , or rather the absence of it?
Because that’s what they stole, the Light, and no one asks or cares about the beauty of our Light and the beauty of a pure heart that not only illuminates but also heals everything and everyone around it.
So what if we start changing our definition of what beauty is?
Each woman has her own personal stories and history that go back long before this time and place. And this is a fact.
We were born whole in heaven but walked shattered on Earth for lives forgotten.
There is a stigma, a mark of breaking, in the wombs and hearts of women. A silent mourning invoking the missing light. Therefore our stories repeat themselves, and while we try to create a beautiful world, our inner broken world pulls us back, asking for redemption.
You see, outer beauty and inner beauty are two different things; thanks Gosh we can’t contour our heart to look good! Inner beauty demands a resilient communication with our soul; she asks for truth and presence, and it takes so much courage to face the face of pain.
Because real beauty is often covered under layers of shadows, envy, hatred, and dust.
To welcome our beauty back, we have to see the darkness in the mirror of our past. Our own past, our ancestors, and release the traumas, collectively and personally.
People tend to turn their gaze away from ugliness. It’s a syndrome of a society and at the same time a well-designed plan that prefers people to be superficially involved with their own life and mainly with their own spirit so they are not here enough, strong enough, inspired enough, valid enough, to create change. And at the other hand is our own resistance to welcoming ugliness as part of our own reality and history.
Well, believe me, it’s not going to healed by itself. When we are disconnected with our spirit, we forget the alchemical power of our own existence and that of the universe we are all part of.
The vast darkness makes the stars shining bright in the sky.
Without darkness, the remarkable essence of our beauty would be left totally unnoticed. Our life here is a process of remembering and uncovering the layers that set upon our light.
We cannot bring out the beauty when we are not willing to walk upon the dark soil of our soul, of our past, of our pain, in this life or former lives. When we refuse to feel, we refuse to live.
When we are not willing to look where the shadows are, we jump over our reality and we drift away to a superficial world, so that we don’t have to face the pain and the heaviness of a broken heart. And if we don’t become a victim of our own life, we search for scapegoats to relieve the hidden pain of our existence.
How do we bring beauty into this world when our inner world is shattered and completely unacknowledged? How do we bring the Light to this earth, to our family, to our community, when the inner light is separated from our terrestrial life and waits forgotten in some parallel worlds?
The most beautiful women I know are those who unveiled immense beauty from a heavy and overburdened heart. They don’t follow any traditional beauty standards, but they are beautiful in an unconventional and parallel incomparable way, because those women dared to look eye to eye to their Lilith and they healed their shattered hearts, bringing them together piece by piece back to wholeness.
And then you know what they did? They brought this wholeness to their inner circle and their community. This is how beauty is revived and expanded to uplift our common life on this planet.
These women are going to change the world and show other women the path to heal themselves and reveal their own natural healing beauty.
I know; I see it.
Many have seen and envisioned that the modern world will be saved by western women.
What I see and I am experiencing is that the feminine power is immensely awakening. It happened from the womb of Mother Earth and it is part of an evolution process that nobody can really stop. This awakening is getting stronger every day, and from rivers will become waves, and will clear out the old and over-lived draining aspects and energies of our society and our collective making (karma). Women take back their place and what has been forgotten and lost.
And this is what we have to remember: taking back our place is not about being as highly ranked as men; that will come instantly when we find out our own natural rhythm, which is in sync with the earth and the Divine Mother. By doing this, we bring forth a more natural, liberated, ethical, and aligned way of living, with the earth and our own Soul.
This is how the beauty is restored, and this is how the new path will be paved. Because we will set new examples of beauty, and these examples will be set by women this time.