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God’s reason for making women.

(for Xaria)

I made you to be bright. To be the delicate parts of my fingers. The harp strings that sing birds to sleep. The rise and fall of a baby’s chest.

I made women to be bread makers, to sift over their houses and take joy in the tiniest details that I plant lovingly for their sensitivities.

To appreciate only certain parts of me.

To see only certain parts of me.

I made women to be my helper. To be my sister, my mother, my wife, my gorgeous daughters. All in a line, all different, all pieces of snow. Majestic in the way a tree stands above mans head, yet bends it’s blossoms to release their pure scent down to them.

I made you to be robust in your bravery, but not the kind that sheds blood, not the kind that uproots, and mocks. You are brave to show proud men how to be humble and upright at once. How to show them patience and grace.

I made you to sweep across lit stages in both theaters, and sunlight. To float somehow over all others, and only in the eyes of your husband. To be a continuing letter that he opens each day.

I made you to be strong.

To be a sea.

Soft sometimes, but with storms that they must survive and sail through. That they must take. Men are not meant to only take the easy parts of you. They need to mast up to the whole thing. Tighten their sails and throw their excess weight overboard. To get calluses on their rough hands from tying their knots to secure their positions. You are the wind and the waves, be they calm or monstrous.

I made you to be my pin-drop-step beauty. To waltz through and laugh with your lungs wide open, and have that noise cause tingling in the lower back of your mate. For him to crave that assurance he can only get from your laughter. That song to his ears, that subtle melody that lifts him.  Makes his toes glide behind himself as he careens, sloe-eyed, to your sweet-almond self.

I made you to be respected by all. To be respected by yourself.

To look at your reflection in the water of a lake and see me. To outcry my creation in the way you are built. All these things, you spindle around you and only unravel to the ones who earn it.

I protect you, I cry out to keep you in a locket until someone honorable enough is granted with the key.  Others may try and sit on your shoulders, to step on your feet, but you are my woman. I made you to be exactly what you are.

Invaluable and never ending.

The lace that enthrones my Spirit.

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11 thoughts on “God’s reason for making women.

  1. I honestly have no words. You’ve been my inspiration for a while now, since I watched one of your videos. I admired your dance, but after getting to know a little bit of you that sometimes escapes in your interviews and posts, I admire you as person too. As woman as well. You’re passionate about everything in your life, even when the tears threaten to fall. I don’t really know you, but I’d like you to know: when you feel sad or not worth it, remember that as me, other women get their strenght back because of your words. Your dance. Your passion. So, thank you.

  2. macarrillooo on said:

    Perfect timing. Changing my life, praise God.

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  4. Jacqueline Blauth on said:

    Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with us! I love this one so much, I think today was the fifth or sixth time i read it and every single time, I get something new out of it..
    You are amazing! Thank you 🙂

  5. Ya know what sets you apart from all of the other famous, talented people? You are the type of women young females can actually admire for the right reasons. This post means so much to me. *tear* lol I wrote to you when I was feeling worth so much less than what God destined me to be. This is hands down the most brilliant advice I have ever recieved. Every time I start to feel self-concious about my hair or dark skin, I remind myself of our true purpose as women. God bless you. I hope that you have a long life full of bliss and beauty. I hope that you contemplate the grand influence you have had over others whether it’s dancing or sharing your thoughts. Thank you for sharing yourself with the world. Thank you sooo much for not only taking the time to read my email, but putting so much thought and power into your advice.

    *how funny is it that you posted this the day after my bday!*

  6. Kacy Inafuku on said:

    wow! that was so good! i def have issues about what i think about myself…that was def a good read! Thank u for that!

  7. Kristen on said:

    Reblogged this on c: and commented:
    found one purpose for being here

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  10. Reblogged this on World of Words and commented:
    Absolutely beautiful in every way imaginable. Love these sweet words of encouragement. Much needed.

  11. Broken-hearted on said:

    Hi Mariel,

    I’ve been a constant supporter of yours since ’08…I’m coming out of a relationship of almost 8 years and I really, really needed to read your blog. You posted about slow pain two days after we broke up, so it couldn’t have been more perfect. Your words are beautiful…God-given. As if all the tangled knots in my throat and heart somehow came out through your words. You have been that constant role model for me and for so many others. Not because you’re perfect, but because you’re so strong despite all the imperfections that come as being human. Just a small thank you for the massive impact you have on someone you don’t know exists. #supermariel

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