Competitive Bitches and Conventional Bananas
I may as well call this my “Ode to Regena Thomashauer month” since I am serving up the Volver goods in service of inspiring you to do her online bootcamp. Regardless if you pounce on the opportunity to learn from her, this post is a thoughtful read.
For any of you who have checked it out, the School of Womanly Arts is a vibrantly rich, dynamic and multi-faceted experience. Grads can talk for hours about how we are positively affected. I once had the chance to ask Regena, “Of all the many brilliant things you created, what are you most proud of?” Her answer was one word,”Sisterhood.”
Though I am someone who was relatively successful at female friendship, there was something between many women (especially some female family members) and me that felt so … unsupportive. I just chalked it up to personality differences. We were all free women and the wild ride of female friendship was just … wild. Though, when it got wild, it was ugly and painful. For so many of us, sisterhood is a rough, rough road.
Did you know that for thousands (THOUSANDS) of years, women survived by hanging together in tight packs. When you travel to third world countries, you can still see it. In fact, it is only within the last hundred years that modern women have become so separate. Whether you call it biology, genetics or human animal, the last hundred years are a blip compared to the thousands of years of togetherness that is sewn into our DNA.
As a successful career woman who had recently relocated to Seattle with her man, I managed to be completely oblivious of my primal need for sisterhood until I became pregnant. Then when they handed me my little girl, FORGET-ABOUT-IT: The loneliness was immense. The constant craving to be around SISTERS was painfully undeniable.
When it comes to revealing “organic” sisterhood, I have yet to meet anyone who unleashes feminine love like Regena does. Through methods that are completely pleasurable and immediate, she reignites relationship muscles that have been severely atrophied.
Once you sip from these waters, there is no denying how RIGHT it feels and how parched you have been. It is like you have come back home to something that on a very deep level you always knew was possible. As a psychotherapist who thought she knew so much about relationships, I was pleasantly shocked.
How are things between you and other women? How are things between you and your female family members? When things take a turn down hill, do you feel supported? Do you pretend your John Wayne when things get tough? Riding off into the sunset to do it all alone?
These days, most folks think the black spots on the conventionally farmed bananas are “natural” to the banana ripening. It’s not until someone points out that organic bananas don’t ripen that way, that we realize something is amiss in banana-land. That is what it is like in the world of female friendship. We are conditioned to believe so much of our dark spots are “natural” and women are just “bitchy and competitive,” when in fact, we are conventionally bred.
If I have inspired you to know more, here is a link that winks (back to yours truly.)
