” …I will greatly increase your sorrow and your conception; In pain you shall bring forth children and your desire shall be for your husband and he shall rule over you.’’ (Genesis 3:16)
I am a shadow, his shadow, he knows it, as a fact. He does not know this for what it truly means, that is his problem, he is short sighted. He loves that I am the shadow, that I stay in the shadows. To him, I am insignificant but I know what it really means being one, the significance of being the outline, the dark ‘useless’ silhouette.
I have had time to really think all this through and it’s all maddening that I had not seen the way I think before to be shallow and weak. I know, you must be wondering, how can a black outline mean anything? As far as I know, most men have always been a bunch of blinded egocentric sexists. They have always seen themselves as a superior sex and I honestly do not blame them at all, I mean God is a man after all. Imagine how that fact alone can mess with the self-absorbed brain of a typical man who thinks sexual equality does not exist because we are physically different. I am a shadow of his representation therefor making me weaker and not liable for equity. Facing the facts, I am a shadow of the male, I admit it, even the Bible made sure to emphasize that, but this clouded the other facts to males, those that prove that we are equal. Even though we are different in our make-up, we are still the same, equals.
As I look in the mirror and fully discern myself, I begin to really appreciate my complexity. The world views me to be plain and simple, that what’s shown is just as it is, but I am glad I see the sophistication now. What the world sees is just a black, plain silhouette. One that is of no substance, a weak one that depends on an object to exist. To me, it’s more than that, even if at first glance it doesn’t seem so.
When God created humanity, he realized that his male human creation shouldn’t be alone, so he created for him a helper, a partner, to confide in. That’s us, the female. In Gods eyes, He must have seen that for these people to live best, this female was going to be from his male creation. He makes them one for they are created of the same, even if their resemblance isn’t, everything else about them is the same, equal.
How am I a shadow? It’s all there, even with scientific explanation. For a shadow to be created, there needs to be light. This light is God, even the Bible says God is light. The light shines on the object (the male being created) and from the light cast on the object, the shadow is created (God creating a female off the ribs of the male) and shadow is cast and it is the congruence of the man. What does this all mean to me, a woman? It’s a no brainer, he and I are one, are in need of the same thing to exist, God, the light. What then makes the man more superior than me that he has to silence me, shut me off? Does he not know that no matter what, I am stuck with him that he can’t run from me, that I can’t be separated from him, I am him as much as he is me? Even if there is no light to make me visible, I am still in existence, in the shadows of my shadow, I am stuck with him. At first glance all this appears to be bondage, as it currently is. This means I have no say in important things, if anything at all. As I said before, most oppressing men are short sighted. Here is what he does not understand about me, the shadow woman. Everything he does, I also do, even if he doesn’t see it. This was proven when I the woman, ate the forbidden fruit, you too ate it. So, what I also do, you do too. We are linked. Its Gods will, we are in sync, we do the same, we are the same, equal. Nothing can change that, not even your vile mentality. Why do you find yourself superior to think I have to remain muzzled and unimportant?
He said I was weak. In my heart of hearts, I roll with laughter. Indeed, I do look weak, but nothing is ever as it seems. There is more to what we see for in what we see there is what we do not see. It takes seeing beyond to notice that this is a clear understatement to all women. I am in fact stronger than he thinks. My only weakness as it stands is him, for it pains me to see that I have failed to make him acknowledge our equity. God saw that his human male creation was too weak to make it on his own so he created me, to make him stronger. I am his strength, my strength is the light that gives me the power to pillar the man because God knows without me, he would be a disaster. This is the reality, even if men will not admit it, we are equals. I am the healing to his troubled waters. God said my man shall be my longing. He shall be my longing because he needs me. I will long for him sure, long to complete him, not fall under his wrath.
Every King needs a Queen. The Queen knows the foundations of compassion, love, peace, purity and fulfillment which is why they are equals in the ruling. Even if the influence of the Queen remains in the shadows, it is seen through the King. God said the man shall rule over the woman but what kind of ruler silences and does not acknowledge the voice of his equal? Even God, the Ruler of Rulers is not like that, He is fair, He listens, He considers. This is why He chose that His son be born through the woman. God Himself, letting the woman be His home. Call the woman weak, but she managed to have all the power of God stored in her, to live in her, to contain it.
Shadow woman, yes I am a shadow woman, I will remain the shadow. I refuse to be the shadow you choose and expect me to be. I am far greater than what you measure me to be. I will be, I am, the shadow that WOMANS UP. So I will let out my voice. Hear my voice, you will hear my voice.