As a blogger the one thing we are always aware of is what we put on our blogs. Those widgets over there give but a glimpse into our lives, our thoughts, our passions. They may be filled with pictures or buttons of people we admire, on many they contain a short snippet of our view of ourselves in relation to the world. A few words to encompass all we are or do or hope to become. But is that really all there is? This morning I wrote a status that came to me after seeing a comic posted about women in general.
Who am I?? Can that truly be summed up in a few characters of space for anyone? To many degrees we are all more than one thing, often several things wrapped and molded into this form for this time and space. I am a bringer of life , a healer of wounds. I have the power to pull emotions from you with words and descriptive moments that capture and pull at your heart. I am the little girl lost in all of us as women who felt we have to be more, do more , achieve more. I am a surveyor of life, in all its stages and moments and I capture them and share them with you, sometimes allowing my words to intertwine with them and take you into my minds eye of all the things we miss in the blink of an eye. I am a woman. And with that comes so much more than just a word.
Oh if only we were that easy to encapsulate in real life, but we aren’t. Nor should we ever be. We are the complexities of life held in a skin that bleeds and weeps when wounded. We, as women, are there from the first stirrings of life for all of the world. We bring life through our bodies with pain and suffering, to simply revel in the first breath of it when it emerges. But we are also present for death. We are often referred to as the weaker sex, but I never understood why. Simply because we wear our emotions on our sleeves, our hearts on the outside? But we survive. What would take a man to his knees we stand upright and walk through, with a passion and ferociousness to rival that of a wild animal. We bear scars, some seen, some unseen, but each an important part of our manifest destiny as women.
We are each a gift to the world as is the world a gift to us. We are the maternal side of God. We are the softness of His love and mercy and kindness. Each of us has a different gift, though some may do the same things our visions from it are different. There are hundreds of photographers in the world but each one has a different view of the shot. We bring something unique to the problem in this gifting. We see the good, the bad and the ugly in life and roll with the punches they bring. We are resilient and powerful.
Our lives, though separate from our sisters, are always intertwined with one another. Our words speak truth and to the heart of humanity. For it is in a mother’s touch that we find comfort from our battle wounds. It is in a mother’s words that we find healing and strength in our own ability to stand against all odds. It is in a mother’s kiss that fevers are broken and the hardest heart of another can be melted like the snow on a warm sunny day.
We are women, but we are more. We are the fragileness of a rose with the thorns as our armor. We are the beauty of a lioness with her cubs but her fangs are always bared. We are the gentleness of the breeze on your skin wrapped up in the fury of a hurricane when we meet with the wrong forces. Our tears are not signs of weakness. They are the emblems of life well lived, and love given without thought. Our hearts have been abused and shattered much like the glass of a window in a hurricane. But the scars show strength, because we survived, against all the odds stacked against us. These hearts sustain our life and the life of our children before they take their first breath. They survive our own heartaches and bear the weight of our child’s first or last one.
We are life’s reminders that what was meant to destroy you will only make you stronger. So when you ask me who am I you do not really want to know the full details. Because I am life. I am the past, the present and the future. I am the here and the now of humanity and I make it look good.