Last update: December 14, 2016
I am like this: an irritating woman, incorrigible and unbearable for many. They are the result of my efforts, but also of my sufferings, because I have always denied myself to be a victim and a slave. What you see is all I am, without falsehood: a person who loves himself and who, above all else, loves life.
This full and authentic vision of oneself reaches 20 or 30 years. Nowadays, however, we often talk about the power of the fifties. It is clear, therefore, that every age has its successes, its achievements and its beauty. However, as this fifth decade approaches, many ties are broken, many patterns. It is also understood that one does not have to be the "half" of anyone to be happy.
On the other hand, another interesting aspect now in vogue is that of the "alpha woman". The presence of women has already conquered many spaces until recently reserved for men. Women are influential, possess courage, creativity and remarkable aptitudes to manage business and create a more empathic work environment, in which to dynamize staff towards new successes.
We all know that the "alpha woman" did not flourish precisely in the XNUMXst century. We are heirs of a legacy. The woman has always been a silent and anonymous warrior in her closest contexts. In our memory we keep, for example, our grandmothers. Admirable women who wove sadness in their hair and who gave all of themselves for their children, their home, their family.
Courageous ladies who never complained and who, when they looked at their hands ruined by years and work, dreamed that their daughters, one day, would be as they are now: women who build their future with pride and freedom. .
The legacy of the fighting divinity
In many cultures, women are said to represent "the light of life". However, this sparkle is not found in her gaze, but in her ovaries. In turn, it is curious that in the cultural roots of peoples all over the world the figure of the woman was not only seen as a "creator", but also as a rebellious entity.
As Robert Graves explains in his book "The White Goddess", both in ancient Mediterranean Europe and in the Near East, matriarchal cultures that worshiped a supreme goddess were very common. She was a deity associated with the Moon and who rose up in front of the rest of the male deities. However, all these roots and echoes of remarkable beauty were extinguished with the eruption of the patriarchy.
The woman and her anthropological and cultural imprint were eclipsed starting from 400 BC. Ç., moment in which she was forced to live in private spaces, in silence and submission. The Great Deity, rebellious, iridescent and full of mysteries, however, was not dead: it continued to exist in secret among many peoples. From generation to generation, from woman to woman it has been transmitted in the magical bond of the female bond.
It was whispered that once upon a time woman was like the moon. That archetype that advances and grows through different cycles, different changes. A figure with powers over nature and once feared by the entity that represented male power: the sun.
The fighting woman you carry inside
These are times of challenges. All the cultural ties that others have tried to silence are still ours. They are witnesses that we now recover in books such as Graves' “White Goddess” or Clarissa Pinkola Estés's “Women who run with wolves”. The woman knows she is victorious, she understands that her voice has strength and that she can and must challenge herself and the world.
Let's face it, this time always comes at the end. The day you get tired of saying "yes" when you want to say "no". Perhaps this feeling of full control actually comes when you accept your maturity. When you are no longer afraid of the passage of time and loneliness is no longer seen as an enemy, but as a space for growth, expansion and opportunity.
One thing we all know is that the combative woman is sometimes not welcome. It is like a magnetic impulse that comes from the depths of the earth and emanates the strength of her to change reality. Something that is received with fear, because the changes that try to renew the old cements are viewed with concern.
Similarly, a woman with a strong character is still perceived with distrust. She is called selfish only because she stands strong with respect to her beliefs and values ​​or because she finally chooses to give herself priority at some point. Believe it or not, we continue to be those witches sometimes disowned because of our gifts, but also envied for our many abilities.
It doesn't matter if we are incorrigible, so true to our roots. It doesn't even matter if others can't stand us. We are what we are, people proud of our legacy. Heirs of a fighting divinity, who create their own path in dignity and happiness.
