The strength of a woman…

It amazes me that in this day and age men view every woman the same. At the same time men do not like being grouped in the “all” or “every”.

As human beings we cannot mature beyond stereotypes within our gender? Regardless of who was created first, men and women were designed to be strong. That strength whether it is as individuals or a unit should not be viewed in a negative light.

I was told by more than one man, of differing races I might add, that I am ‘too strong’ and it can be ‘intimidating’ to a man…Really?… I should consider ‘dumbing’ myself down and this way I would be marriage material… WTF?…

Let me breakdown this concept as best I can for my own edification:

1. The strength of a single woman is a bad thing

2. Women who are married are playing or played dumb to get/keep their man

Aren’t women supposed to be the anchor of the household? Aren’t women supposed to enrich their mate, support him when the ‘man’ tares him down? Aren’t women designed to nurture, go out in the fields when the man can’t?

Did I misread the history books? Did I misinterpret the foundation lessons in church? Am I missing something in the translation of ‘man cleaves onto his wife?’ Guess they cut out the part that says cleave to your wife but her strength must be restricted…

Did your mother dumb herself down when your daddy walked out, was occupied with other women or working shift on-top of shift to make ends meet?

Some women choose to be single, with or without children.

Then there are others who didn’t choose or want that path, when life thrusts it upon her she had no choice… failed relationships, failed marriage, ignorant/selfish prospects… yet she handled it.

Those who chose the path of ‘I can do it alone, I don’t want or need a man’ should not be viewed the same as those who have/had no choice in the matter.

The strength of a woman is not a curse but a blessing. Not every woman can rise above adversity and overcome life’s hardships. Women are always dealt a crappy hand but yet when you need us we are your ‘ride or die.’ We are the fools that forgive your indiscretions. We are the ones that support your wildest dreams. We are the ones you can cry in the dark with and will never question your manhood. We are the whores if we take on more than one man, yet you are a ‘G’, the ‘Mf Man’ the more women you are banging out…we are the ones left holding the bag and tagged as being ‘too independent’, ‘too damn strong’

Would I be marriage material had I left my family on the street? How about not taking care of my siblings? Hmmm, not educating myself? Better yet lay up on that cold steel table and allow someone to dig out the life in my womb because I chose poorly?

Men, do you give thoughts to the comments you make about women? Women should think before they speak, shouldn’t men do the same? Men want a strong women but if you’re considered stronger than them there’s an issue?

The strength of a woman should not be viewed in a silo. You should look at her whole being.

No matter how strong I appear to be or how much I hold my own I know how and when to let a man be a man. I don’t have to ‘dumb myself’ down’ nor am I a ‘Queen Bee’.

To be a Queen you must have a King. To be a King you must have a Queen.

A kingdom of weak rulers will perish under the rubble. A kingdom ruled by those who don’t know when to step back and let the other handle their position will not stand… evidenced by the lack of family units.

Those who read this may say I’m overly dramatic, or blowing this out of proportion. That’s okay, because I know what I’m made of.

Strong women fuel strong men. If my strength or women like me are too much for you, you’re not ready for a woman… a true ride or die chic.

Keep your little girls who will stroke your ego, sex you up, and be your trophy.

Don’t ever get sick and expect her to clean you when you can’t do it yourself. Or challenge the doctors when they poke and prod you with experimental medication. Or won’t help you look for a job because you to were laid-off.

The strength of a woman is not to be taken lightly or viewed negatively. The strength of a woman got you here regardless of your daddy being around.

I speak for these women:  the missing rib that completes you, defines the village, the strength when others try to destroy you. The women who loves  all of you, not just the tool swinging between your legs.

Dumb down + be less intimidating + be weaker  = less of the woman you are born to be. 

Thank you to those men who shared their true opinions of me. I pray you never have daughters and if you do you share your concepts of women with them. Let’s not forget your nieces, cousins, God-children. Build a nation by keeping women by your feet, instead of your side.

Lady in Waiting

I am the Lady in Waiting, strong and intimidating, who will stand by her man,

Empowering him, caring for him and knowing when to fall back.

He will love me for all that I am and I him.

He will embrace my strength and respect me as a woman

I am the Lady in Waiting who was taught strength by a woman

Given talents by her Creator

I am the Lady in Waiting who will be the crown for her King

When the rest of the world has turned their back

I will be the one to give him strength

We will cleave onto one another

Evenly yoked for we know the position each one must hold

I am the Lady in Waiting

A woman with a heart to love, arms to hold

And strength to persevere

© Soulmuze 2012

I want to…

In matters of love whether you are young or old, experienced or not you will feel this way. You know but you don’t, not sure or won’t. It’s confusing in so many ways. What’s worse is you should just ask and hopefully he or she will answer honestly. However your fear of not getting the answer you seek keeps you from asking. Why do we subject ourselves to unnecessary emotional roller coasters? Wouldn’t you rather know the truth? Time is precious so why waste it on what you think someone feels instead of investing it in what you know. Don’t be afraid to know, let go or hold on to that which is true.

 I want to tell you how much I love you

I want you to hold me tight

I want to hear you say that you were thinking about me all day and can’t wait to see me tonight.

I want to feel the warmth of your breath on the back of my neck

I want you to brush away my tears and say ‘if you need me I will be here’

I want you to whisper my name over and over again

I want to see your smile every moment in time

I want to wake up with you everyday

I want to just hold your hand

I want the world to know you love me and won’t let go

Overwhelmed with ‘wants’ not sure if you feel the same

I don’t believe they are selfish or one-sided or are they?

I want to know if I feel all these things alone

I want to know if I should continue to stay or go

I want to have my feelings reciprocated

I want it delivered in words solidified by actions

I want to know that the feelings are true

I want to know, do you love me the way I’m loving you?

 © Soulmuze 2012

Always…love…always…lost

Always…love…always…lost

Guess that seems par for the course
Can’t understand, don’t want to accept that love is not here yet
Love that is sought comes from a man
One to hold you, listen, even if he doesn’t understand
In return I can give the same ear he needs, the lips to speak
Whether our words are harsh or sweet

Always …love…always …lost

Searching, trying to accept
It may not be for me, maybe not yet
The love that is needed can’t be that far away
Something, someone must be in our way
The void to be filled can only be reached by that spiritual man
Hope you understand

…because sometimes I don’t …

Lost…always…love…always

(c) Soulmuze 2012

How long will you be content with partial “love” or “usage”?

Not every relationship starts with the intention of being a lifelong romance. Sometimes it’s just two people who connect and seamlessly glide into a sexual satisfying movement. Enjoying each other’s company with one believing it’s an automatic exclusivity clause.  How ideal, or is it really? Falling into a false sense of being in a committed relationship. Let’s be real, do actions, in this case truly speak louder than words? Just because you think you’re the only doesn’t mean you are or better yet always will be.

Have you talked to one another to gain an understanding of your respective desires? If you did, and are satisfied with the flow that’s fine. But remember to check-in, make sure the temperature hasn’t changed.
If you haven’t, why not? Are you happy with just partial love or usage? Don’t fool yourself into thinking it’s a whole package. Don’t fool yourself into believing you can change his/her mind. Exclusivity can’t be forced ripe like fruit! Even forced ripened fruit doesn’t taste as sweet.

Relationship selfishness is rampant and wrong. Yeah I hear that life is unfair, let’s think is it really and why? Life wasn’t designed to be unfair. Everything from creation was done with purpose and balance: Male and female; day and night; heaven and earth; land and sea; wet and dry…With that there is transition to certainty. You know day will become night. So should we accept emotionally unbalanced relationships? Why do we allow ourselves to run parallel then intersect on occasion? Do you truly believe there will not be a point when one of you will want to meet in the middle creating a unified single point?

When you’re young it’s acceptable as you are trying to figure out what completes you. As you get older this doesn’t work the same. It becomes more of an act of selfishness and disregard of values. You want what you want right now forgetting that someone else’s feelings are at stake also. Friends with benefits, yeah right. Where’s the benefit when one is giving 100% and the other only giving 50% because they are keeping options open.

Don’t give me that business about more women than men so we have to share, straight bullshit! Why? Because in the majority of cases the men want the woman to be exclusive to them while they roam. Why can’t we all roam? Oh my bad, that would make me a slut, whore but you are the motherfucking man…raw and uncut.

Jill Scott spelled it out in Exclusively, “She sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed again then replied Raheem, right? Right…” I hope you never have felt this and if you did, trust I know your pain. What a double slap in the face, left and right cheek, those handprints never seems to fade away.

If your cool with 50%, hats off to you, everything ain’t for everybody. For those who aren’t:
Let them keep their half, because someone out there wants to give you their whole!

© Soulmuze 2012

Love is real, I am love

Tapping your feet, shaking your shoulders complimented by a little head move as you listen to Mary J’s “Real love…I’m searching for a real love, someone to set my heart free…” Yeah, it’s one that doesn’t get old…wait the remix, more vigorous body response required lol.

Here I go “damn I want a real love too” and who doesn’t for that matter.

What’s unreal about ‘love’? Love, the greatest of all things known to mankind. Love is the root of our very existence. How can we say ‘love’ itself is not real? It’s the one thing believers of God and Agnostics have in common.

Everything about ‘love’ is real. So why are we all searching for something we already have? Love is pure and conditional. Yes I said love is conditional!  The condition is reciprocation. We are to love and love in return. Doesn’t that constitute a condition? If you don’t get,  do you continue to give?  Do we love each other regardless…? We should but often we don’t.

Love is real! We are who are unreal and corrupt the purist thing we share. We confuse love with lust, love with sex, love with selfish desires.
We hurt one another and blame love. We can’t be faithful in relationships and blame love
We abuse our children, our community, our bodies and blame love.

Love is real, we aren’t. Love never fails, we fail. How we express love is unreal. We are often so twisted that when pure love is standing in plain view we ignore it. Sadly many only recognize all the love wasted and lost when they are nearing the end of their earthly journey.

I am real love, I’m not searching for it because it’s within me.  What I really want is someone to share their real love with me. We can magnify one another, rise above the ‘unreal’, and create a reciprocating environment knowing that come what may love conquers all.

“I am love, waiting here to give you what you need, like you do for me…” Jennifer Holiday couldn’t have sung it better…

© Soulmuze 2012

The Bare Essence of Love

As you hustle for that perfect Valentine gift for that special someone remember it’s beyond the day, the minute, the moment. If it’s true it will be eternal and not influenced by outsiders or corrupted by society’s views. The symbolic token is an enhancer for the bare essence of love.

Focus, adjust the lens, check the lighting and click.

The picture has been taken and now we evaluate to determine if it will be discarded or evolve into a series of consecutive masterpieces.

The masterpieces begin…you have just captured the bare essence of love.

Lyrically sweet, syncing to one another’s beats.

Sharing passions, freeing your inhibitions, entering territories forbidden to all others.

The bare essence of love

Syrupy sweet and bitter root the symbolic journey of two becoming one.

Unified and distinct. Only then do you realize that you were a mere half and now your whole.

The bare essence of love.

Passion remains even in adversity. Strengthen the bond thru each laugh and raindrops of tears.

You may not finish every sentence or complete every thought but united you stand after the wars that were fought.

The bare essence of love.

Daily expressions not date driven. Said or unsaid, energy radiates from inside out.

Admiration of what you share no other will compare.

The bare essence of love.

Loving one another becomes your religion. The greatest gift that surpasses all other.

The gift that lead to our existence.

The bare essence of love permeates thru your union and engrains itself in every fiber of your being.

When you capture the bare essence of love, it is, and always will be soulfully yours…

© Soulmuze 2012