In Awe of Ourselves: Goddesses. Queens. Priestesses

It would seem as though the world is in absolute awe of a beautiful girl, one who has the youthful spirit, who is unscathed by the ugliness of the world, who is still taut in appearance. Beautiful girls are a dime a dozen, but women are sculpted by time, experience and knowledge. This one is for us, the women whose hands rock the cradle, rule the world and keep everything at a harmonious hum.

All the world loves a princess because the Queen is too hardened by time and experience. We would, in all our top-layer adoration, prefer to have the princess rule the world, but if we let her rule the world, we end up having a party all the time and no one there to take responsibility for the things that lil’ Miss Thang doesn’t have the slightest clue about.

The princess seems to have it all…looks, lots of boyfriends, loads and loads and loads of great, cute clothes. On the outside it would seem that she has it all. No worries, no kids, no husband, no hang ups other than those which make the Princess have to decide what she likes better – Pilates or Yoga, Latte’ or Cappucino, Pink or Magenta…Never in her young, young life has the princess ever had to deal with anything, because she has her many things to keep her happy. It is not often that the Princess relates to the things that Goddesses, Queens and Priestesses do.

For those of you whose lives include soccer games, mortgages, heart ailing spouses, and back aches and things marked down for clearance, this is for you, my dear, fellow Goddesses, Queens and Priestesses…

When you think about all the things that you have been through, and you want to believe that somehow the gods are having a laugh at your expense, think about the fact that you have made it this far in life, without the aid of someone who you couldn’t trust being there for you, and better, without it being assumed that you will have to do something ungoldy and unwholesome in order to be taken care of. You are a woman of substance, in all your matronly glory and your shining examples of things that no one younger than you by too many years will ever know.

Even with her degrees, and her pedigrees, and everything else she seems to have, the princess is never going to be as smart as you are. Age and time will not allow it. She might have everything you used to have, but you have one thing that she will never have – the wisdom of the ages, and with this wisdom comes the knowledge and the rest which comes with age and knowing. You have the answers to seemingly silly questions like “How do you feed five people with one whole 3 pound chicken?” and you smirk as you watch the princess writhe because she doesn’t realize that the five people in question are children. You see, the princess, even in all her outward beauty does not possess the timeless knowledge that it takes to sit and ponder such silliness and cannot believe that children are people, too.

Though you waited until now to get a better education, your knowledge of things trivial to both the men who love to gawk at the princess and the princesses of the world are far and above what it is that any one professor could conjure to be right – he is too busy staring at the princess to see that you are the star of the show, no matter what anyone else thinks. It is easy to wow people with a great show, not so much after the fact, back in the hum drumness of reality and here in the land where Goddesses rule, queens command and Priestesses conquer the world with one wave of her magical hand.

Age is nothing to be ashamed of, and for the princess it is the only thing that she has besides those temporary curves, the temporary smarts, the temporary everything. It takes so little energy to be that cute, so little energy to see that there are different people on the planet and so little knowledge just to be …yuck…cute.

So, ladies, the next time you look in the mirror and see an old woman, glorify in the lines in your forehead, the crows feet, the tiredness in your eyes where once the light of innocence once was. You have earned them all. You did not gain weight- you’ve earned your stripes. You have not lost your waistline, you have earned your curves. The Princesses of the world might look like they can do what it is that the guys want, but the truth is that anything they think they know one of us invented.

The next time you are standing next to a princess, know now what you will then – the princess might be cute, but the queen, she is powerful. Her little waist and her little convertible has not even the smallest amount of power that your lumbering SUV does.

Princesses depend on their looks, but Goddesses, Queens and Priestesses depend on their wit, their wisdom and their mightiness.

When you see the princess, don’t fret over her fit physique, her ability to draw men like flies, her simple mystique. Hers is the hand that begs for what it is that you know, while yours is the one that rocks the cradle and rules the world. The princess must ask permission, but a Goddess needs no permission, the Queen makes the rules, and a Priestess changes her world to suit her.

It’s fun being princess, but never forget one thing – Always here are the QUEEN’S ways!!!

Now go on out there and glorify in your curves, your age and your Wisdom….

MAPU

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