Dear Sister, Dear Brother

A poem to ignite the feminine and masculine within us and around us all. As we cozy up with a warm cup of tea, we uncover the heartfelt inspiration behind "Dear Sister, Dear Brother," a piece that speaks to the core of self-belief and empowerment. We navigate the societal pressures of being a woman, and a man. We acknowledge the inherent strength, beauty, and challenges faced by women, while turning a compassionate eye towards the challenges faced by men; the creativity and power of men is seen, emphasizing the need for emotional expression and humility in a world that often demands silence from them.

Our exploration doesn't stop there. We delve into the profound integration of masculine and feminine energies, celebrating the warrior spirit alongside the dreamer's journey. By embracing vulnerability and emotional responsibility, we reveal the transformative power of authentic presence and communication. This episode champions a harmonious coexistence where the dynamic dance of creation and destruction fosters healing and persistence, ultimately nurturing the well-being of our Great Mother, Earth. Celebrate the resilience and brilliance of both sisters and brothers as we encourage them to embrace their unique paths in life.

Chapters

• 0:03 Dear Sister, Dear Brother
• 7:01 Spirit of Warrior and Dreams

Transcript

Speaker 1: 0:03

Voice Within a collection of short stories, letters and poems narrated to you. Get cosy, warm cup of tea in hand and take your ears and imagination to places a number of authors aspire to take you with their tales. So howdy there? How is everyone? So? This piece was written, written probably about five or six years ago now, and it's a piece that inspired me so fiercely.

Speaker 1: 1:14

When I was connected to a drumming community and this drumming community community, we danced around the fire, we played music, we just did an amazing expression of love through music and through poetry and through song, and this beast just spilled out of me. It's called Dear Sister, dear Brother. Me it's called Dear Sister, dear Brother, dearest sisters and brothers, an ode to you both. Let me start with dear sisters. May you find the courage to believe in yourself and all you are building towards, to make you serene and content those hopes and dreams that you lay in your mind. On your own time, hidden behind that bodily shell, you tell yourself what the hell? And take that risk. You create change in your daily life. You feel empowered and energized towards loving all those around you that call upon your strength. Blessed, we are. Blessed to know you. We hold you in this space, never to be erased, blessed Perhaps, with another voice or the several echoes in your mind telling you no, no, now it is not time you shrug them aside. Yet they stand there and abide as you hold on secretly to the discouragement practiced quite regularly, quietly, as a way not to take action. I didn't want it anyway. And find the next distraction as you continue and walk on that away, lost as you distract you from the cause, never feeling good enough, bold enough, tall enough, strong enough, thin enough, beautiful enough, enough, enough enough Serenity and contentment.

Speaker 1: 3:11

You journey towards these emotional centers, destinations, manifestations, it don't matter, as they feel so right. Words are irrelevant, at least not permanent, as you are always left with just the sentiment and it ain't a just, it is. Don't just justify as you belittle your existence, apologize for being in another's way as they are in yours, equally the same. You are nothing more and nothing less human in this era of time that asks for you to be alive and breathe along with your tribe. That gives you fire in your belly. Turn off the goddamn telly. It makes you feel worthless. Go out to nature and let it teach you you are precious.

Speaker 1: 4:00

I know that it is a challenge, far beyond words that complicate the emotional detriment of too much sentiment. It's oh so tiring sometimes to keep up with the demands of every day that takes you away from your prayer to find balance and serenity. You are never alone. Believe you, me, as I sit with a number of women. Believe you me, as I sit with a number of women, us sisterly, divinely radiant, powerful specimens. To know we are not to be played with or taken for granted. That when you take away from a woman's heart your own need for her validation and turn your back to a new predation, you have lost something deeper than you feared. To commit to her shining element, you have made her cry and her heart ache, but in healing time she will shine brighter than any words that you vaguely and vacantly dealt her. As we all face her in her moment of pain and take away the strain by acknowledgement, repeating to her you are the shining element, may you be granted serenity and contentment.

Speaker 1: 5:16

Dear brothers, others, hand to heart, thank you a bow of respect for your endless heartfelt demand to grow and unfold, to discover and ponder and to make sense of the intrinsic nature of our world. You are the creator and the destroyer with powers beyond the polar. You make the world go around with your magical spellbound of words and knowings, beholders of stories and tellings. You wear the cape of the Magi. You made that cape to match your persona and sometimes that persona stands in the way. Your way, their way, the doomsday, to demonstrate hey, I am here, get out of my way To be shown up by your fellow brother who too speaks your language but has just rearranged the comma. The sentence is the same, but the words spell a different game to get ahead and be recognised for your achievements. But humility is something you only learn with serious bereavement and you know that it may come someday. But you know you must remain with clarity and ego in check to ensure that you do not fall over with nothing left.

Speaker 1: 6:31

With your cape entangled now, a chokeholder around your neck, the unfolder. Your heart hurts as no one asks you how you feel. How do you feel? And when they do, what language do you spill? Be real, be real, big boys, don't cry. Stop being such a girl. I crawl back inside, as you are told.

Speaker 1: 7:01

The feminine is something of a gentleman. And learn to hold your vulnerabilities to your chest, exploding at every chance you get. If misunderstandings occur out of context. Honor comes and honor goes. You have spoken your truth from a place of heart. This is the start. Honor to be in your present at this moment, an honor. You have the spirit of a warrior and the dreams of an explorer. No rock gets unturned If you are given another brother's shoulder to hold on to, to delve into the depths of no place discovered before, as you want to be the one discovered before, as you want to be the one who tells the story, never want to be the bore. Sure, let's hear the story again, like we've never heard it before, in awe.

Speaker 1: 7:54

You are loved endlessly for your insight and strength and it don't matter if you are six foot, dark and handsome, able to carry seven kilos on your back, if you are slack and lack the emotional responsibility that your mother tried to keep in check, good luck holding that weight forever on your back. You know exactly what you seek and find the feminine, a place to take its constant sneak peek. A side glance of appreciation is all it takes for a woman or a man to melt upon that intentional, motivated hello. I'm seeing you, let's talk. But when you hear their spirit voiced and your heart is then not in a safe place. Given choice, you rise away at a disappearing pace. They will never get another chance at that glance.

Speaker 1: 8:44

As you turn your back, ghost you become, with insight, knowing exactly what it means to be held. Not discovering it will until it is felt irresponsible. Until love is dealt. Your power is felt when you show your true essence, honoured to be in your presence. Sisters and brothers both dance on the magical journey to heal the Great Mother. Let our feminine and masculine meet with serenity, contentment, presence and honour, all them entwining into one big reduction where the creation and destruction are one big felt heart seduction. Make our choices for less wasteful, harmful existence and let us ensure we become united with divine persistence. Written by Simona Rosa. God bless you.