Working with others as a woman

And an entrepreneur is sometimes really weird. Like there are so many feelings and opinions at play.

Two women / feminine working together is such a blend of are we friends? Do we yap? Where and when do we delegate?

Conversations blur between is this social? Is this professional? Is this both?

Is everyone really saying what they mean?

What is being omitted?

Then how do we navigate when things feel weird?

Men, men / masculine can arrive at a more surface level space - their ability to disconnect from the heart space and be only mental is uncanny. Yeah bro cool man great. Money. Let’s go.

Still so much is left unsaid. The feelings remain out of it. Business happens in ways that are unethical. The heart is left out. Partnerships form between folks with dislike and distaste for one another. People out of their moral code in the name of capital gains, fame, capitalism. Otherwise known as corporate greed, or corruption.

The feminine must be introduced into business practices, we must incorporate our hearts into our work. Without it, we lose our code. The communities needs are not included, and they must be.

Working with others as a woman

And an entrepreneur is sometimes really weird. Like there are so many feelings and opinions at play.

Two women / feminine working together is such a blend of are we friends? Do we yap? Where and when do we delegate?

Conversations blur between is this social? Is this professional? Is this both?

Is everyone really saying what they mean?

What is being omitted?

Then how do we navigate when things feel weird?

Men, men / masculine can arrive at a more surface level space - their ability to disconnect from the heart space and be only mental is uncanny. Yeah bro cool man great. Money. Let’s go.

Still so much is left unsaid. The feelings remain out of it. Business happens in ways that are unethical. The heart is left out. Partnerships form between folks with dislike and distaste for one another. People out of their moral code in the name of capital gains, fame, capitalism. Otherwise known as corporate greed, or corruption.

The feminine must be introduced into business practices, we must incorporate our hearts into our work. Without it, we lose our code. The communities needs are not included, and they must be.

Abuse is not only

Physical signs, physical ailments, something someone else can see.

Abuse is more seen in subtle signs, like

Stalking, harassing. Nothing to say. Intrusive thoughts. Uneasiness. Your insides screaming but being physical frozen. Saying yes when you mean no. Never saying no. Disassociating. One word answers.

Abuse is sometimes being given lots of gifts for unspeakable trade offs. Thinking it’s okay because they’re related or they’re important or they love me. Or they say they love me. Or this is what love is… right? Or, because it’s too hard to leave. Or because they pay for everything. Or because they buy me nice things or because how would I get this or pay for that or? Or because what would this person or that person or they, what would they say?

Abuse is kinda weird and uncomfortable and confusing.

Unpopular Opinions (I am One)

My energy is so huge that all interactions contain tension

Those that sustain, survive, and thrive are either by blood or ability and desire to get through

People can’t handle the heat! Confrontation is not a bad thing! Where is the gall?!

I find many on Earth to be very avoidant

in love, in conversation, in action, in communication - the overstimulation blocks the desire and ability to take a step. the freeze, the pause is prevalent. Most dont have the balls to say what they really mean.

some say, not everything needs to be said?

my reply is WHY not? until all can hear each others thoughts, why are we hiding?

my energy is incapable of hiding.

I come on like a freight train, a firework, incapable to be avoided.

a wheel on fire rolling down the road, all must turn to look.

do I like this? Has this been easy? I can be nothing more than huge. it is my entire being.

I sob when connections go sour, when the ghosts arrive and the communication stops

I wonder, I thought you had more confidence? I thought you had more presence? But you disappear.

Even a severance must be heard.