Poets, mystics, and the keepers of untainted history have forever sung the praises of the feminine. Women are more than the bearers of future generations. Women are more than nursemaids who feed both the young and the old. Women are more than the brooms, wash, and the homes they have forever cleaned.

Women are more than the foot that rests upon their necks that would keep their being from rising. Women are more than the power of numbers that keeps their voices silent. Women are more than the shelves that would hang them as trophies. Women are more than objects to be desired, sculpted, and tamed to make others wish they owned the possession.

Women are more than even the kingdoms they have ruled, the healing powers they have held, songs they have sung, and the knowledge they have created. Women are more than an opposite. Women are more than the night offered to the day. Women are more than the union of wholeness.

Women are the breath of God, the gaze of God upon the void that whispered in such yearning, “Let there be….”

Women are God.

All women, all women, all women, beginning within the heart of each woman reading these words must allow that Infinite Yearning to breathe again. How can we women, how dare we, spurn the Breath of God? Does not the world and its violence, hunger, dying, and atrocities of power show the power of the Breath gone silent?

On this International Women’s Day may we not relegate the Breath to a token day.

With hands to our hearts, may we bow to each other and rise with hands held together and let our individual and collective voices be forever heard. May we sing our more-ness. May we step forward in our power and Power, wisdom and Wisdom, and in our love and Love. May we allow the Breath to breathe and heal.