It’s an interesting notion we carry about ‘strong’ women. She’s a warrior, can endure pain you can only dream of and does so with much grace.

I would like to turn the table on the definition of a strong woman. Our conventional definition passes on a torch from generation to generation – a flame of “I shall bear the pain with dignity”. Why the need to endure ‘pain’ in the first place?

Being raised around mothers and women who carry the torch so to speak, taught me from a young age to join the façade – life is about endurance and that too to endure with a smile upon one’s face. Now I choose to believe it is my divine birthright to be joyous. My divine feminine is no longer about being ‘tight lipped’ about what’s going on in my life and to ‘suck it up’ cause I’m ‘strong’.

I have put the façade down. It creates an overwhelm of pressure that simply doesn’t allow for the joys of life to flow through.  There is a greater strength in surrendering to the flow of life than there is one of holding on to perpetual pain, waiting in full armor with fists ready for the next blow the Universe will bring you.

Find your strength in vulnerability. See your strength in living life in joy.

Time to step up,

Samar Shera

 

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