What happens when I get off the fearful hamster wheel of doingdoingdoing and write in my journal with no agenda?
Creativity, that’s what.
I’ve designed a class for woman. The kind of event I’ve heard about happening in the 60’s and would like to see return. I need this class and so do my friends.
We will explore our honest feelings about what lies between our legs. And we will collectively grieve together for this era that we live in where we have tolerated a hateful vibe pointed right at our crotches ever since we were born. And we will speak the ugly words out loud that we have been taught to think and speak about our vaginas. And then we will discard them. We will write them on slips of paper and set those slips aflame.
And then we will have a break for a snack and a “whew that was intense.” And then we will gather again for Part Two.
I will show images on a screen of women’s vaginas from all over the world. And we will say ooh and ah at the diversity. And we will send a blessing to every female who kindly posed for such pictures and then we will get out some art supplies. We’ll draw and paint and color – pussy art will flourish!
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| Thank you kindly, Georgie O’Keefe! |
One by one, the brave ones among us, we will do the most revolutionary thing. We will lift our skirts and allow our sisters – because by now we will be quite close from what we have already been through – we will allow our sisters to look lovingly at our vulvas with no agenda but to say Hello. “Hello vagina, we greet you. We want nothing from you except to say howdy.”
And magic will be unleashed by these acts. Spontaneous healings will be experienced as woman by woman, we reclaim a sacred part of ourselves. It will be a fine Sunday afternoon, we will all agree.
As the week progresses, women will notice that poetry, song, ambitious projects and spreadsheets will begin to burst freely from them. They will remark about their renewed energy and excitement for life. And they will come back for the class Part Two and the class Part Three and they will bring their friends. Because together we have
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| My goodness, what a lovely ring! |