Relationships

His male entitlement and her learned sweetness drove their relationship.  The past 7,000 years of patriarchal rule creates DNA that drives our heart, mind and body.  Even our spiritual essence reflects the temperament and meshes finely into those cellular crevasses.

What we become enamored by as beauty and poise and eagerly mimic in our youth, has been driven by a dominant culture of male control and female passivity   Change, thanks to free-thinking women such as Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Virginia Wolf, Joan Erikson, Simone de Beauvois, Joni Mitchell, Clarisa Estes and countless others, keep propping open a door that oppressive cultures directly and indirectly repeatedly push back against with a furry.

It is the questions that arise that cause the stirring—that prior to 7,000 years, there existed equanimity in relationship. In partnership.  Then what brought about its demise?

Was our physicalness our Achilles heel? Women’s physical size, our childbearing, a vulnerability?  Certainly not our creativity or passion, intelligence or autonomous drive— Burgeoning populations? Weather patterns?   The advent of agriculture following our hunter gatherer existence? 

How could we acquiesce, subjugate our Self completely to a system of dominance and control after centuries of awakening?  After the our emancipation and the right to vote in the early 1900s, and again the exercise of our womanhood during the rise of feminism in the 1960s and 1970s.  And yet today, to be as controlled and subjugated as if we have always remained under the dogma and control of the patriarchy.

It is understood that relationship is at the core of our DNA—from the ancestral cave dweller’s organization patterns and evolutionary successes.  Could our deepest drive be relationship as a direct result of our evolutionary path?  Is the Darwinian presence today, our survival of our species, able to cast out spiritual connection to Self and signify our species’ survival at its core?

Is our Soul journey, our life path, but a personal laisse faire side-line experience some dally in while many do not understand nor fathom in any sense of the word?  And inconsequential in the long run? Our DNA origins from Caveman to modern, still holding us firmly gripped in its echo, flinging us, whipping us around as an abandoned rope fastened to a boat hull in a ferocious storm at sea., rides wave -drenched wave after another?

Could it be as Robert Frost wrote  that even our  leisure time is but a contemporary bone tossed to the unsuspecting  hungry crowds whose own self awareness and matter lies unexamined and therefore, at a deep and sorrowful loss?

Kat

31 May 2016