During the years I penned my 1st book Kamikaze Yogi, I had the affirmation of my then male pastor. I’d go to see my mentor once and month and she’d say on occasion — Anita, do you realize how often you say that man’s name? In repsonse–Yes, Tip, I do realize. I care about that relationship. We call ourselves the preacher and the prophet.
It’s beautiful to build relationships! It’s hard work and they make us who we are. We nourish one another and challenge too. On the day he baptized me, my cousin had a vision of ‘something’ passing between us. Let me say that differently -on the day Jesus baptized me with his Holy Ghost I chose in my spirit to trust HIM in all that was about to unfold. We women have given our power away to man since the dawn of time.
I’m currently offering an IG body prayer each week for Lent this year as a complimentary practice to help others connect mind and body and awaken to the ways we all disparage these hard working creatures. This week I’m sharing from Eccl. 3:7 a time to break and a time to mend. Don’t we just hate the seasons of breaking? It could be job loss, divorce, illness, death..breaking is so painful.
When my book finally released, my pastor wrote the most beautiful heartfelt review on Amazon. My favorite line was about how ‘strange Anita’s writing can be because that is in line with the Bible. The scriptures are so very strange!”
But then in my spirit a week or so later I awakened to a knowing that the review had been removed. Yes, without first discussing it with me. As you can imagine this breach of trust ripped me to my core. From not just any friend, but my pastor, a man of the cloth. See what I did there? See how I had placed this ordinary human on a pedestal? This means I was meeting a part of myself lacking agency, a part that was disempowered from a prior ‘rupture’ by a man or men.
See how all things can work together for us to restore our identities and wholeness in Christ? It took me about 6 months to forgive and to discuss how I was taking my power back. Ultimately, my final lesson came when there was one more breach and I really wish I’d responded with ‘Get behind me Satan” because between us, there was a masculine/feminine demon dividing up the Divinely-ordained love that is available. Mutual respect and connection of the heart are what revelation speaks of in the new heaven and new earth.
But we cannot make others see and we can only choose to walk away with dignity, understanding that this is our story to tell.
Abuse fills our ears with the lie that we should keep quiet. For to keep secrets is survival.
I’m no longer in survival mode. I’m thriving. Especially after taking all this power back to fuel my voice in the world. Our nervous systems will keep us safe with our fawning, and our freezing. But we are able to move up into fight mode and stand up for ourselves. We do not have to abide by the ‘nice girls’ trope. We are to be authentic and with courage tell others what is and is not acceptable. We will not be bullied. Either the person plays by our rules or we walk away. We have choices and boundaries now. We no longer have to be held down by the boot of an imbalance of power.
Grab the soul key Jesus handed you and set yourself free my friends. Live a liberated woman in the ornate and many-roomed inner castle of your psyche. Your power is in your voice and your voice is a harmonic message of truth and love. The spiritual life is complex and beautiful and backed by God’s word.
1 Cor. 4:20 For the Kingdom of God is not a matter of talk but of Power.