MariaG/⚢/MotherWolf/🪷Buddhifeminispiritualist

HAG

[buddhifeminispiritualist]

What Do We Do When People Resent Us?

What Do We Do When People Resent Us?

Even with our best efforts to detach, we may still have moments when the resentments and harsh feelings of another interfere with our peace. We react much as if someone were throwing darts or rocks at us. All the efforts in the world to ignore resentment may not help if we’re feeling the impact of each harsh feeling thrown at us.

These are some ideas that might help.

1. Talk to the person. Reason things out. If that’s not possible, send them a box of blessings through prayer or thought.

2. Protect yourself emotionally and spiritually. One healing professional recommends these techniques, which have helped me. You may have our own. Take some quiet time, close your eyes, and envision yourself encased in a large cube of mirrors. Totally protected, you can see out, but others can’t see in. All they see when they look at you is themselves.Spiritually protect yourself by envisioning a flaming circle of fire aroundyou, around the mirrors, too.

3. Look deep within yourself and find the emotional block, the unresolved issue, or the old belief that makes you vulnerable to that energy, to that person. Then release it. Heal it by acknowledging it, feeling it, and letting it go.

4. Take a closer look. The pressure and resentment you’re feeling may be your own. Release them. Heal yourself.Now thank that person for helping you heal, grow, and move along your path.

🪷Journey to the Heart Daily Meditations on the Path to Freeing Your Soul by Melody Beattie 🌿Heart of Fire by sheppardarts on DeviantArt

[anelimvix]

—The concept of gender identity, in my opinion, is one of the worst intellectual scams—

A teacher, Luisa Velázquez Herrera, dismantles the myth of self-determination of sex:

“For about 16 years, I’ve taught feminist courses and workshops, and I can assure you that no one manages to answer this exercise about these assumptions, no matter how much they defend men or how queer they are. I always concede the point before starting the example:

“Okay, let’s suppose that gender is a choice, that’s what you’ve said, right? That means we can stop being women.” “They answer ‘yes’ with conviction.

“Very well, then let’s launch massive campaigns to encourage all women and all girls not to ‘perceive’ or ‘identify’ as women.” If that puts an end to rape, femicide, the exploitation of girls and women in trafficking networks, in homes, and obstetric violence, we have the solution right under our noses… “—Doesn’t that put an end to violence?

What?! So, gender isn’t a voluntary choice? Don’t we ask women what their gender is before assaulting them?”

“I swear that not a single queer person, right there in front of me, said never a word.” “I wait a few seconds, the last minute arrives, nothing, the silence persists…..”

“Okay… I’ll end the tension… feminism highlights this: patriarchal oppression isn’t based on individually perceived identities, but on women’s sexed bodies, and listen, it’s not because my body contains an ‘essence’ of oppression, it’s because men chose violence and decided what women would be in the system they founded.”

Let's suppose, finally—I say this to conclude the example—that tomorrow everyone wakes up "non-binary," dresses androgynously, and shows creativity in their appearance; rest assured that in the kitchen, in the bathrooms, carrying babies, and suffering obstetric and sexual violence, we women will still be there. That is gender.

Luisa Velázquez Herrera — Menstruator at Tradfem

[thoughtkick]

“Not everyone deserves to know the real you. Let them criticize who they think you are.”

— Unknown

[throatoftheworld]

Along the Ditches There Crept Some Witches by Marc Potts, 2021

[whilereadingandwalking]

I once saw Kazuo Ishiguro say that a true love story doesn’t end with true love’s kiss: it begins with it. The true romance is the story of the decades of work, love, renewed affection, and understanding that follows. The true love story is growing old together.

Charity & Sylvia exemplifies this. Tillie Walden’s well-researched graphic novel on two real women who loved each other more or less openly in 1800s Vermont is a true love story. Not only because of the struggles, internal and external, that the protagonists face, but because the simple fact of two queer women loving each other for 44 years at the time is rich with hope, and their long life together a miracle in a time when so many died young. Walden makes their story deeply human-feeling, funny, and moving. It’s drawn in rich, warm reds and greys, the inked storytelling beautiful and evocative, at turns representative and experimental. A lovely addition to the queer canon this Pride Month that reminds us all: LGBTQ people have been here, and will always be here.

Content warnings for death (including child/parent), threat of sexual assault, homophobia.

[valentineua]

Perspective (Les deux amies) (1930) - Tamara De Lempicka

[ourlittlesister2015]

Chavela (2017), dir. Catherine Gund and Daresha Kyi

[sealwomyn]

“In the beginning was thought, and her name was Woman. The Mother, the Grandmother, recognized from earliest times into the present among those peoples of the Americas who kept to the eldest traditions, is celebrated in social structures, architecture, law, custom, and the oral tradition. To her we owe our lives, and from her comes our ability to endure, regardless of the concerted assaults on our, on Her, being, for the past five hundred years of colonization. She is the Old Woman who tends the fires of life. She is the Old Woman Spider who weaves us together in a fabric of interconnection. She is the Eldest God, the one who Remembers and Re-members; and though the history of the past five hundred years has taught us bitterness and helpless rage, we endure into the present, alive, certain of our significance, certain of her centrality, her identity as the Sacred Hoop of Be-ing.”

— Paula Gunn Allen, The Sacred Hoop: Recovering the Feminine in American Indian Traditions. (introduction to Ways Of Our Grandmothers)

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Ruby Child

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“Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.” ― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

[oilpalette]

Where I Spend My Days, 2026 by Kate Lewis (American, b. 1977); Acrylic on canvas, 25 × 19

[huariqueje]

Where I Spend My Days - Kate Lewis , 2026.

American , b. 1977 -

Acrylic on canvas. , 25 x 19 cm.

[fullcravings]

No-Bake Vegan Chocolate Cheesecake

[smsomah]

Woman with a shabka, a head cover of goat leather adorned with pieces of silver.

Bedouin women of central and northern Oman, especially in places like Bidiyah and the Wahiba Sands, wore the shabka on special occasions. Their hair was braided, tied at the nape, and wrapped in fine black mesh. The shabka was then topped with a sheer black head-shawl and sometimes paired with a matching leather collar (3rd image).

[smsomah]

Scanned from the book The Craft Heritage of Oman; 2003; Neil Richardson & Marcia Dorr

[smsomah]

From the book Traditional jewelry of India, Oppi Untracht

[thecollectibles]

Virgo by Artem Chebokha

[thatshowthingstarted]

Syro-Hittite terracotta idol, Levant,

Circa: 2000 to 1600 BCE,

Handmade statuette of a female goddess (Astarte) with laterally protruding pointy stump arms and a bird’s head face. The large eyes are circularly applied and deeply pierced.

Behind the face trapezoidally towering hair with four holes, which possibly once held jewelry. The flat plank idol has a laterally far protruding pelvis as a symbol for fertility.

Around the neck a necklace, which is depicted as a smooth indentation. The navel is also circularly applied and deeply pierced. The idol is adorned around the hip with a double-row chain, accentuated by incisions.

The downwards tapering legs are separated by an indentation in the middle. 

Terracotta, 14.2 cm high,

Courtesy: Christoph Bacher

[memories-of-ancients]

Bronze buckle with garnets, Visigothic Spain, 525-560 AD

from The Cleveland Museum of Art