Part I
A strong woman is a woman who allows herself to rest
To stop
and stand out of the rush
Still and quiet
To question those things
that don’t feel right
And still hold in love
Those who don’t or can’t question
A strong woman is a woman who feels the pain
The pain of questioning
And the pain of those who can’t or don’t question.
A strong woman runs the pain to ground
Like a lightening rod
Letting it run through,
Down into the earth.
(Aerating the soil)
And flows out the other side.
A strong woman stays soft
Not clenching or grasping or desperately clinging on
A strong woman trusts and let’s go
Relaxing back into the cosmos
Back into her soul.
And she keeps coming back to her soul
A thousand times and a thousand times more
Remembering pure awareness
And letting herself float In….
In love
In an ocean of love
A strong woman serves those around her,
Whilst not forgetting herself,
She gives what she can, when she can,
Without counting the cost
And receives a back a hundredfold
passing the love on down the line
And when she can’t,
when she has nothing left to give,
She is kind to herself
And takes time to restore, replenish, nourish
and regain her strength.
A strong woman is kind
Her Kindness IS her strength
Part ii
A strong woman feels the strength of her heartbeat pulsing in her chest
She listens
And responds
A strong woman acts on the directives of her heart
She moves, and is moved by love.
A strong woman hold space for others
She listens
And she speaks her truth
Carefully.
A strong woman is not perfect
A strong woman makes mistakes.
A strong woman stands steady as a mountain
Encountering all manner of weathers
Withstanding storms.
A strong woman walks to the beat of her own drum.
No faster, no slower.
Dancing to the rhythms of her heart
Opening
and feeling life course through her
When afraid, she asks what love would do?
A strong woman learns from the trees
And is able to bend and flex in, and with, the wind.
With roots sinking
Deep deep deep
Into the earth
Held fast by the intermingling with the roots of all those around her
With the mycelial networks
And the rich hummus of the soil,
She is provided with nourishment
and juice,
Enabling her to grow tall, and strong and flexible.
The tips of her branches reaching to the sky
Expanding in all directions.
As above so below
Her roots expand in all directions,
wandering, meandering,
Intermingling, interweaving.
A strong woman
She is held.