💵💋💴 --> THA FIAT OF FEARLE$$ FEMININITY.
[ spiritual goonery. ]
Are you being overworked and undervalued in every area of your life as a Black Woman?
Have you been constantly placing the pleasure and economic freedom of others on a pedestal, instead of your own?
Have you regretted being conned out of your confidence, creativity & consent?
[ tha lack of a feminine strategy. ]
As Black Women, we’ve been plagued with generational curses of lacking self-worth, self-awareness, and self-confidence that’s been reinforced by the countless amounts of spiritual warfare aimed at us through societal propaganda. The lack of education in regard to our Ancestral inheritance of spiritual strength & style has also led to a poverty mindset that rejects our femininity and encourages martyrdom.
As I’ve been on the journey of knowing self and how to properly honor & wield my Black Girl Magic, I have come to realize that most of my problems in life have stemmed from a lack of Self-Worth, which links back to the absence of a constant affirming male figure in my life, various instances of sexual abuse, abandonment issues, placing materialism over self-care, a narcissistic upbringing and one-sided relationships & friendships that left me empty with nothing left to give.
For so long I had been moving through life with a deep rooted poverty mindset that connected my self-worth with the amount of money I had in my wallet or bank account. Those beliefs led me to a psychiatric ward. Twice. I would slice my arm because I didn’t think I was even worth the space, time, and money I felt I had cost others. Especially my family & friends. I’d been ignoring my intuition and fighting an internal & external spiritual war with little to no preparation of a defensive strategy.
[ a blasphemous mentality emerges. ]
The word of the day is “Blasphemy.”
According to Merriam-Webster’s Online Dictionary, not only is the definition of Blasphemy “irreverence toward something considered sacred or inviolable” — but it also means “the act of claiming the attributes of a deity.”
Because poor societal and economic narratives have prevailed for so long, it has been blasphemous for Black Women to place themselves on a pedestal in order to embrace their divinity; making it difficult to allow themselves to rest in their femininity.
Growing up we’ve been taught to lean into our masculinity — being brainwashed to believe that our femininity is only necessary when it comes to being consumed by men or competing with other women in the pursuit of men.
We’ve been taught that our unwavering confidence should be humbled.
Our confidence being misread as arrogance and the act of resting in our femininity being misread as laziness; even though in other races of women these characteristics are praised as feminine etiquette.
In the realm of money, we’ve been taught to fear it and learn to be satisfied with the crumbs of struggling from day-to-day — being lulled to sleep with the false security that comes from being over-qualified for an underpaid job.
[ tha re-programming commences. ]
I now know that if you allow an outside force like money or other people’s opinions determine your value, you will be low-balled every time. I’ve found that self-cultivation and self-care are the real abundance and wealth I’d been looking for. In the same breath, it's taken many internal and external battles to get to the realization that my money was directly related to the way I valued myself. Understanding my worth and how my energy affects my finances was something I have had to consistently be honest with myself about.
I’d allowed myself to be conned out of my confidence and greatness on many occasions by those closest to me and many hidden enemies. I’ve been a witness and victim to various forms of abuse that made an easy case for why I was no longer fit to keep moving on my journey. Though, on the other side of that coin and within the storm that was my “Dark Night of the Soul” I was able to find my currency and the gems that lay within.
A perception shift was imperative in order to see my truth for what it was. I had given permission to those outside forces to mute my voice and my confidence, which meant that I could also reject those forces as well. This was the beginning of my ability to actually build my spiritual foundation from the ground up, for the first time in my life without outside influence. Keeping a strong focus on healing and self-care has been one of the greatest challenges of Black Women as we clench onto our deepest values and most meaningful moments on our journey towards our destiny. Having been constantly fed the lie that we must sacrifice our femininity and Ancestral healing for the benefit of society, it is time to re-program our beliefs.
Any thoughts?