Women Hold the Mirror

There comes a moment in every woman’s path when the power begins to turn on. Not the ornamental power of approval or praise, but the internal source—Eros unbound, radiating from her skin like heat from the sun. This is the point where everything begins to shift and also where most women abandon themselves. Not because they lack desire, but because they have no structure for holding it, no network of women to remind them: You are not crazy, you are not too much, and you are not alone. Sisterhood is not optional in the Erotic path, it is essential, the ground that keeps a woman rooted when the storm of her own becoming threatens to lift her off the earth.

When the power rises, so do shame and fear and grief—the parts we were taught to conceal to survive. The instinct is to contract, turn down the dial, clean ourselves up before we shine. But that is the old game. The new way is counter-instinctual: We turn up the power precisely in the places it feels most dangerous. We do not dim to become palatable. We radiate to purify. To do this, we need other women not as reflections of our wounds, but as sentinels of our becoming.

Find yourself a good woman. By good, we mean unstoppable. One who sees you lit and does not flinch. One who will not let you lie to yourself, and loves you all the more for it. She is not interested in fixing you. She is interested in seeing you rise. She does not reward collapse. She offers a hand when you’re about to forget who you are. You will need her, and she will need you. Because this path is not gentle, and only women can hold the mirror for each other that reveals beauty without the distortions of comparison, judgment, or fear.