What a “real woman” should be and the Sacred Whore

This is a topic that has been in the back of my mind lately and honestly most of my life as a woman. We have all been taught as children consciously or subconsciously what we should act like, talk like, dress like, think like, how we should walk, feel and how we should not.

And as a grown woman I have gone through relationships where I have also been conditioned with those things that “I should be” or “should not be”, I have been called a “true woman” whenever I met the expectations of men and I have been called a slut, a butch, a tomboy, unstable and many different things when I didn’t meet those expectations. But this is not just from men, it is also from women. And in the end of the day it is also terrible how I noticed those judgements coming from myself towards other women as well. We are taught to think like that. But why? And how can we change that?

My favourite quote says something along the lines that strong women don’t put each other down, they lift each other up. That is my goal. And learning. And acceptance – of myself and others. I am on a lifelong journey to recognise the collective divine feminine, to know it, to breathe it, to live it. I have never been a “classy woman” by nature, does that mean that I am not a real woman? I have never appeared as the gentle caretaker and the “fainty” lady like woman. Am I less of a woman because of that? No. Is someone who IS like that less of a woman than me? No. I have never had the ideal media spotlight body or face or whatever. And I have tried to change my body because of that and it just pushed me into depression and hormonal imbalances, because I refused to listen to my body, to truly know it and love it as it is. “I can’t wear a crop top. My belly is round and soft.” But guess what? I’m wearing one now and I am learning to love my soft belly. This does not mean I advocate for obesity. This is the opposite. I advocate for self love, and self love means also taking care of my health in all aspects. Does this mean I am never lady like or a gentle caretaker? Absolutely not. My woman soul is a chameleon. It has many aspects through which I move in a cycle. I am a lady, a tomboy, a wild woman, a strong woman, sexual woman. I am many things. None of those make me more or less of a woman. Being a true woman is my birth right and that, I claim.

Another thing that is stigmatised within what being a woman is all about is sexuality and emotions. We do not have permission to be angry or aggressive. “It is not ladylike.” You know what? You can stick that sentence up your ass. That is what leads us to unhealthy bodies and minds and in the end souls. We cannot deny parts of ourselves that are so natural and must be experienced and expressed. I claim my anger and I take it apart and build from it. I allow it.

Our sexuality as well. God forbid a woman has many different partners throughout her life. If a man has them, he’s a champ. He gets a fucking trophy. God forbid we show our fetishes, we talk about our pleasures and our sexual needs. I mean, we just might go to hell for that. I say I would much rather go to hell if heaven is full of unfucked stuck up people anyway. I would rather be the Sacred Whore.

This is a spontaneous flow of words that I felt I need to write down and share as I think that we need to learn to lift each other up and support each other. And not just women, men as well. But we do have a lot of work to do, to heal the wounds that are left in our collective wild feminine soul. Love baby, love.

Oh and anyone who feels offended by this post… I have a cherry to top that cake with for you – I’m writing this while sitting on the toilet. Not very lady like, huh? 😉

Below I am sharing with you an excerpt from the book Womb Awakening from Azra and Seren Bertrand.

Have a great day munchkins.

With love,

Nightshade

”The Great Womb of Creation, the preexistent birther of All, was once known as the Great Whore. In the Semitic languages of the Middle East, hor meant “cave” or “womb.” She was also known as a harlot – a “Womb of Light.” It is time to remember and reclaim the beauty and sanctity of our inner whore, our inner harlot, our Great Womb of Light – the original Holy Feminine. In Hebrew the word hoora meant “instruction” and the word hor meant “light.” In fact, it was from these holy hor word roots that the Torah, the Old Testament, took its name. The Womb of Light was always known as the lawgiver, the teacher, the enlightener, the light bearer. Horasis was the ancient Greek word for Womb Enlightenment, often bestowed through the sexual union of man and woman. In the Bible, horasis was used to describe an oracular, ecstatic vision. Throughout the world, we discover these feminine womb words at the foundation of spiritual worship – root words such as her, har, hor, hera, hara and hero. In ancient Babylon, Ishtar was called the Great Goddess Har, Mother of Harlots. Her high priestess, the Harine, was considered the spiritual ruler of the city of Ishtar. In the indigneous Huichol tradition of Mexico, the name for the primordial grandmother goddess of the ocean is Haramara: Womb Mother. We also find these root words, sequestered like magical pearls, inside words such as cHARiot, cHORus, cHARm, and HARmony. The word charis, the name the holy men of India – devotees of Shiva-Shakti – give to the entheogens they smoke, means “goddess” or “menstrual blood”, and is also the root of the Christian word euCHARISt. Following the same magical threads, the Greek word christ or chrism, meaning “the anointed one” or “the anointing oil”, are a contracted form of the words charist and charism, which blooms out into the word charisma, describing an “anointed” or “christed” person filled with the enchanting, magnetic feminine light of the blessed Cosmic Womb. Moon blood was known to be the original blessing, gifted from the wise womb of woman. Chrism is the soul of the flesh, the golden serpent of life force. The Christ IS Shakti, our primordial life energy.”

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