If every son loved and respected all women,
like his own mother, then compassion would become a way of life, a never ending fount of positive energy.
Even in this war zone of ego and conflict ridden patriarchy, a measure of paradise could be reclaimed.
We would not need a matriarchal comeback.
A revaluation by the present ruling class, the male gender.
Yes we are women. We don't need to sit on the throne. Quite pleased to be kingmakers if necessary. ;)
Whatever works. To nourish and nurture lives
And when we do sit on the thrones of power, as well we can, as equals not superiors, then indeed, it, Power becomes sacred, not corrupt.
By the grace of love compassion and goodwill for all.
The gentler hallmark of the other gender.
The Mother Gender.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016

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