The glass ceiling, for a woman, looks something like this. She is the gem. But, much like we are unable to see our own eye, she can’t see this. We cannot look to a world that is blind to our unique gift to seek our worth. We are here to bestow worth not seek it. But unless we claim our seat with loving ferocity, unless we stop seeking to find our value in eyes that cannot see, all are lost. We are tasked to reveal to all what is invisible, what exists down and in rather than up and out. Men are trained to wear their accomplishments for all to see. Women are trained to wear their doubt.
But there is no anointing system for women, except perhaps, a network of women with the courage to self-anoint, to be strong enough and generous enough to be a living demonstration, exclamation, and expression of the “what” that is being sought for that exists within us. Our gift is hospitality, a desire for all to be happy on their terms. The shadow of that is accommodation, absorption, and conforming.
The questions we might ask are:
– Do I believe that anyone can bestow power upon me?
– Is there a system that is not native to me that I am attempting to impress or prove myself to?
– Do I focus on where I am coming up short or is my eye on ensuring that the gifts I offer are revealed in a way that is sustainable and does not destabilize those who are coming into their vision?
– What is my unique gift and have I unearthed it and crafted it such that it inspires those around me to touch it? To become more of themselves in the process?
– If I am frustrated with being dismissed, diminished, and invisible, can I know this is a signifier of a world that cannot see and then play as a means of inviting more vision?
– Am I willing to forego withdrawal, retreat, and self-consciousness to learn the only way that one can learn—in the line of fire?