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You have to give a person permission to rip out your heart and soul
Doña Soledad lay on her back. She was smiling at me. I thought that she was the picture of warmth. But at the same time and in spite of her smile, her eyes gave out a feeling of ruthlessness and unbending force.
I asked her how long she had been with don Juan as his woman or apprentice. She made fun of my cautiousness in labelling her, Her answer was seven years.
….she told me to lie down next to her. I knelt on the bed, by her side. In a very soft voice she asked me if I was afraid. I said no, which was the truth. There in her room, at that moment, I was being confronted by an old response of mine, which had manifested itself countless times, a mixture of curiosity and suicidal indifference.
Almost in a whisper she said that she had to be impeccable with me and tell me that our meeting was crucial for both of us.
….Suddenly she sat up. Her face was a few inches from mine. I could see her white teeth shining in the semidarkness of the room. She put her arms around me in an embrace and pulled me on top of her.
My mind was very clear, and yet something was leading me deeper and deeper into a sort of morass. I was experiencing myself as something I had no conception of. Suddenly I knew that I had, somehow, been feeling her feelings all along. She was the strange one. She had mesmerized me with words. She was a cold, old woman. And her designs were not those of youth and vigor, in spite of her vitality and strength.
…a feeling of alarm swept through my body. I wanted to get out of her bed. But there seemed to be an extraordinary force around me that kept me fixed, incapable of moving away. I was paralysed.
She must have felt my realization. All of a sudden she pulled the band that tied her hair and in one swift movement she wrapped it around my neck. I felt the tension of the band on my skin, but somehow it did not feel real.
Don Juan had always said to me that our great enemy is the fact that that we never believe what is happening to us. At the moment doña Soledad was wrapping the cloth like a noose around my throat, I knew what he meant. But even after I had had that intellectual reflection, my body did not react. I remained flaccid, almost indifferent to what seemed to be my death.
Excerpt from:
Carlos Castenada – The Second Ring Of Power
I think that even women in the lower classes were doing work that is repetative and mindless. Things like sewing, knitting, scrubbing, even peeling vegetables are acts which do not require mental focus of analysis, choice making or discernment.
originally posted by: dawnstar
a reply to: Golden Rule
I think you have it backwards..
it's women that carries a baby and brings it into the world and raises it up through self sacrifice.
In the old days she was taught by the religions that ....
originally posted by: dawnstar
a reply to: Bluesma
mmm.... daydreaming in the kitchen while making candles can create a big boom!!!!!
ever mindlessly take out a hot roasting pan with you bare hands???
but doesn't the brain need a little excercise to develop these skills
and isn't every women gonna find a need for these skills sometimes in their lives?
]I mean who will make the choices for the widow after the hubby dies (or flies away with that young pretty sexitary of his?)
I kind of think that the trick to life is to balance the yin and the yang within ourselves. It is only when they are in balance that creation can take place.. it is from within that the creative forces flow and become ideas but it takes working with the outside world- the mental focus, analysis, choices and discernment that brings it into being!
by assigning all those menial tasks to the female gender men just ensured that their belief in their superiority would always be reinforced in the real world.
originally posted by: Golden Rule
I would have thought that a title such as 'The Season Of The Witch' would relate to a current season not a bygone season in antiquity.
At the heart of it all, is simply appreciating the opposite sex for what they have to offer that is OPPOSITE, that is the whole point.
In the past of many societies, when a woman's husband dies or leaves her, she was taken in by other relatives, brothers, parents, or even the husband of a sister, to support her. These skills were what she had to offer in exchange for choice making and someone to work outside the home.
This "bitterness" about their having more power outside, why are you concerned about that?
originally posted by: dawnstar
yes and even today we can read how some women in societies still functioning like this are mistreated, burned to death or beaten to death by their "loved ones".
1. manipulation by playing with another's emotions
men manipulate just as often! Don't believe me ask a man to do something that you are pretty sure he doesn't want to do! 10-1 you come out of the experience promising yourself that you will never ask him to do that again because he has made twice as much work for you when he did it than you would have if you just did it yourself.
2. I've wandered a bit within my mind over my years on this earth. Kind of knew some things that we to happen before the happened did some automatic writing in my time but well guess what
when my son needed pants to fit him so he could go to school without looking like a nerd I just couldn't manifest the pants, or the money to buy the pants, or the materials necessary to sew the pants! And well when I asked my hubby for it he said he couldn't afford it and then went out and bought a boat!! (like I said in another thread we separated for awhile but well unless I can earn my keep we are worse off than if we stay together! Destroying him financially isn't an option for me!) My son quit school that year, lost out on his chance to go into the navy, and is now working for a local convenience store! All for a boat!!!!!
3. I have four generations of women who lived before me who had to earn that money to live... They couldn't just conjure it up either at some point you have to put some action with all that conjuring or it just stays within the mind. Manipulating someone else to do the action for you just doesn't seem right to me!