Women’s Power
Is in Our Bone Stories

by ALisa Starkweather

 

I want to write something about power,

women’s power,

innate power,

power that is not power over

or belly up under

but a sacred medicine

a fiercesome rite of passage

a collaborative phenomena

the birthing grounds to our true yes and no.

 

 

Power that when used rightly

has the ability to restore us

and rebirth humanity itself to a new dream

a new world

She is perceived dangerous

The dragon woman’s transformative fire

Throwing flames at outworn old assumptions

She is the freedom that moves effortlessly in her body

as tree tosses her leaves,

snake sheds her skin

moon gravity that moves Ocean

and the tides of our own bleeding.

 

I have witnessed this power

Not on occasion

but in each breath of us that tenderly holds our life force

in the bone stories of ancestral wisdom held in the center of our own marrow

in our grandmother’s swollen belly

her umbilical cord nourishing our mother’s developing womb

holding the eggs of her daughters yet born

in the interwoven circles of wisewomen that are gathering across the lands.

 

She is true north on our compass

never questioning our value or our worth

while simultaneously destroying on contact

old patterns in every lie we dare repeat.

 

Her power

 

Breaks the template

Disrupts habits

Destroys false identities

Threatens belief systems

And shall bring at last the fall

Of patriarchal structures that cannot and will no longer hold her down.

Once the slave, the victim, the prey,

She is now the Sovereign of our, destiny.

 

She cares no longer about what you think

For she has determined her own fate

And would no sooner cease what flows through her veins now

Than the waterfall would retreat before falling into mystery.

 

One cannot refute the truth of her

Nor contain the unparalleled pure beauty of her existence.

She is our rock steady strength in the center of our vulnerability

Our thunderous knowing breaking the too long silence

And now she is choosing,

though it no longer feels a choice

but more a deep and persistent calling,

what can no longer be denied saying

“Risk”

“Act”

“Become the power you are Sacred Woman”

“Believe that your time has come embody your birthright power of the Goddess Herself

that always will and always will and always will

change everything.”

ALisa’s Fire Spirit — photo courtesy of Marsia Shuron Harris. However she wants you to know that this was a point and shoot aimed over her head while I was standing by the fire one night.


Journal, Volume 2 Issue 4