Is it just me or are women stepping into their power like never ever before?

I’m obsessed with women lately. OBSESSED. (Don’t worry Nick – you still my number one boo thang). But I’ve absolutely loved learning more about the women in my life, and wider community, through following their journeys, having really deep conversations about their pursuits and passions and the projects, cheerleading their wins and watching them (marvelling) at their lows or set backs.

Women are made from something special. We are resilient, yet we are simultaneously soft and surrendering. We are powerful, yet delicate. Focused, yet carefree. We are nailing the poetic dance between the masculine and the feminine – and it’s created a shift.

Women creatives are everywhere – women creating homes and spaces, women creating families, women creating businesses and enterprises, women creating (literal) magic, women creating art and music. I think we have tapped into this little well of inspiration, and I think a little sprinkle of permission too, which has empowered us to just frikkin SHINE! I don’t mean to sound naive and starry eyed, but there’s no other way to describe it. Women are rocking a glow and a sense of self assuredness that I don’t think has existed in a very long time!

Cue another one of my obsessions. Lineage. After reading “The Red Tent”, I was enthralled in the storylines of women’s strength in adversity, their ability to overcome, of their fortitude despite being whacked with the adage “a women’s lot in life is to suffer. To be a woman is to suffer”. Which, I’d like to quickly add, has serendipitously come up a number of times in recent weeks in the books I’ve been reading, podcasts I’ve been listening too and films I’ve been watching. I get it Universe, womanhood equals suffering.

Women today certainly don’t have it all figured out and haven’t been “cured” of any inequalities. At the top of the social pyramid, middle to upper class women might not see the overwhelming presence of patriarchal systems and we are pretty frikkin lucky with how much things have seemingly changed. But it’s ignorant to think that our privileged experience is the only experience. When women in situations different to ours – in different socio economic states, of different cultures and countries, of different gender identities and sexualities – continue to experience oppression and violence and silencing, we can’t say the battle is over.

I say all this because I don’t want this current train of thought and exploration of “the wonder that is women” to be said without FULL acknowledgement of the very very privileged place from which I write.

But the sacrifice and journeys of the women before us are just so staggering to me and this sense of lineage – of the women who have all led lives that have culminated in me having this life right here and now – is all prevailing. I’ve got SUCH a richer appreciation for my mama, grandmothers, great grandmothers, and the women before them. The ones who did it frikkin tough. And who made way for the women of today, who are the ones that I write about today. Making, doing, living and inspiring.

I’m so proud of my double X chromosomes, of the women around me and the rise of the feminine.

Because, guess what? It’s never been more clear that “The Future is Female”.

Blessings and titties and fannies x