Woman is a strong word, oh yea, stronger than female. I was fourteen when my mother announced at the dinner table that I was no longer a girl but a woman. Horrors, in front of my dad's ears. Did he also know I had my first period in gym class during dodge ball that morning and now my body could produce babies! We didn't have a celebration or ritual ceremony like girls from the book "The Red Tent" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Tent heck no, only a feeling that my body was dangerous in some way with future mood swings to come and will you pass the potatoes to your brother please. From then on girlfriends were my confidants with topics concerning sex and or pregnancies. We gambled with facts.
Dear sister friends I say we are like the moon, waxing and waning. We have bursts of energy that leave us emotionally charged and when we unite for the good of all, our vision will heal our world. Your smiles bring gifts of peace to others, our curves keep it easy for children to hold us, the tears we hide and the tears we show will keep us faithful to the greater outcome. When Betty Eddie died and went to Heaven, she asked the guides what the lights were that were shooting to Heaven and why were some bigger than others?They said those were the prayers and the biggest ones were from mothers which they answered first. http://embracedbythelight.com/ Can you imagine a more perfect setup? So is that the trick we need as simple as it seems, continuous prayers for our children which in turn protects them, making them better men and women? This is a circle and I like it! Happy all of the above.