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Seeds don’t fuss (and why that pisses me off)

Darling,

The seed versus the flower.
I am compelled by the resilience of a seed.
Throw them anywhere that approximates good conditions and you can have yourself an oak tree growing in a sidewalk crack.
On the other hand, some seeds can be stored for years and years—if the conditions are right.
For example, did you know that in 2008, scientists in were able to grow a date palm from a 2,000-year-old seed in the Judean desert?
Another team of scientists, last February, grew a wildflower from a 30,000-year-old seed.
I have always been a researcher of conditions that cause a woman to grow. To encourage her to burst into bloom, wildly, madly, extravagantly.
When I look around the world, I see a culture of women who have been encouraged and educated in maintaining the practice of being a seed, not a flower.
I see a culture that is even less hospitable to the growing conditions called woman, than it is to a sidewalk crack.
It is almost as if the world is skewed to keep a woman small, compacted, and separated from her power.
Why?
Seeds do not make a fuss.
They sit quietly in cold storage, waiting for someone to plant them.
Filled with life, filled with potential.
With nowhere to sink their roots and burst into bloom.
Sometimes they can sit for so long, they rot instead of bloom.
The depth, the breadth, the color of their bloom, the inspiration they generate, will never be known or experienced.

This pisses me off and terrifies me all at the same time.

This is why I created The School of Womanly Arts. I wanted women to have a fertile soil where they could sink their roots and grow wild. To actually learn and experience how big and gorgeous and lush they could get.
Growing conditions here at the SWA have been wonderful.
And everything I have learned about what a woman requires to hit her maximum potential has been carefully and painstakingly collected and placed inside the most extraordinary growing conditions for Woman that have ever existed: The Creation Course.
And the piece that we have recently put in place, and shared on the blog these past few weeks, has been our trip Paris.
Why Paris?
Because the ingredient of Paris, as the final finishing touch in the education of a woman, is a trace element, an ingredient, that does not occur anywhere else in the world. Paris is like placing a single rose in a Baccarat vase, a jewel on a black velvet cushion. It brings a part of the feminine alive, it awakens her to her senses, it fuels her imagination, and invites her to enjoy the gift that she is, just by being a woman.
Paris is ten curtain calls. It is a closet full of gorgeous dresses. It is time to enjoy. It is a place where beauty, in every form, is celebrated.
In this fertile soil of Paris, we tore into our own magnificence with abandon.
We were not just sightseeing.
No how no way.
We were putting ourselves through a series of deliberate practices that were designed to recalibrate, restructure and redefine ourselves as women.

We did not just visit the Musee D’Orsay; we inhabited the light, the art, the architecture.
We did not just cross the footbridge to the Tuileries; we stated our desires on the bridge of locks.
You would not find us wandering idly in the Jardin des Tuileries; we walked feeling the curve of our hips, the grace of our steps, enjoying the privilege of being women, walking the butterscotch stones of the garden, as extraordinary Courtesans have done for hundreds and hundreds of years.
We windowshopped for extravagances, allowing ourselves to be guided by the pleasure of what caught our eye.
We took in the Opera Garnier as if we were a Parisian Courtesan from the Court of the King.
The very last day of our trip, one of my Creationistas was in tears.
Why?
What had gone wrong, I asked?
Nothing, she replied, eyes shining.
It is just that, here, in Paris, I am appreciated.
I am seen.
The men notice me.
The children flirt with me.
I love being alive to my feminine in this way.
I reminded her that once awakened, beauty never need go back to sleep again.
And now, instead of requiring awakening, she will be able to come home and awaken others.


Thank you to every woman who joined me in Paris—the women of Creation, the international Sister Goddesses who met us, to the Parisian women who embraced us, and to those of you who joined us virtually and bore witness to our journey. No more sleeping beauties. Not in this fairy tale.

So, tell me, where have you been not wanting to make a fuss?  What part of you is longing, aching and yearning to grow, blossom and unfurl? Come talk to me in the comments below.

And if you know a woman who is looking for lush fertile soil to bloom in, please share this post with her today.

With so much love and pleasure,
Mama Gena

P.S. If you are a Mastery Grad desiring Creation Course, click here to get all the juicy details when we unveil them soon.

P.P.S. If you missed our Paris photo album last week, we’ve just added even more pictures…

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  • Luscious Lola May 17, 2013, 3:02 pm

    One great thing about seeds is that they have loads of potential and innate genetic knowledge. Oh yeah!

  • Michaela May 15, 2013, 10:06 am

    Your question about, “where do you see the need/desire to unfurl?” Made me stop & well up. EVERYWHERE!! Where to even begin?!? That made me sad. I feel like I’ve been living a fake plastered on smile lie. I thought 1 go-around w/ Mastery was all it would take to unearth my gems. I’m now experiencing that round 2 is where I’m a rurally breaking ground & getting into the rich, muddy, unheard from soil. I want more me! I guess some clear loves are song, dance, writing, marketing, & public speaking. I have been telling myself “slightly” more yes over no w/ some of these items. I’m starting to see that life & knowledge comes by doing, not by knowing before you do. That’s been revolutionary. I’m so tired of waiting & feel like life is flat & dreary in this state. I’m starting to wrap my head around the fact that I actually have to dig through these crapola beliefs that have held me back, & further for what I desire, & go for it! Living is a foreign concept. I’ve been endlessly confused about it, therefore have tried to avoid it as best I can. I NOW get that I won’t know until I do. Which I have to remind myself over & over again. So, that mouthful is where I want to be unfurled. My life. Me in my life. Doing the things that light me up & turn ALL on. Thank you for this challenge. It felt hard to even get near, but as always, you make it bright & hopeful. In immense gratitude. xoxox

  • Helena May 15, 2013, 12:16 am

    Hi Mama Gena,
    Your article was so poignantly written, it made me cry. I feel awed by the work you are doing in the world.

  • SG Tahera May 14, 2013, 4:43 pm

    I am a seed that is in storage. I want to plant myself in the arts of life. I want to own a stage and perform songs that have been singing in my soul for years!!! I want to unleash this sexy beastly body to its perfection better than I looked at 20 by sex and exercise. I want to indulge extensively in fashion, herbs, oils and all the organics of the world!!!!!!! I am Paris!!!!! Let me live!!!!! So I said it and so it is!!!

  • Nelda May 14, 2013, 3:57 pm

    You are all beautiful!

  • Lucinda May 14, 2013, 3:27 pm

    Moved me to tears…I so desire to allow the bloom. ” My timing is perfect and elegant. I am in exactly the right place at the right time.” I know this to be true, being in Mastery right now I am exactly where I need to be and with Sister Goddesses I need to be with to nurture my growth. I have never been more loving and patient with myself. At a time of meeting much resistance I am grateful for the SWA and practicing tools to keep clearing the way. My reaction to reading this makes me wonder if I’m ready for more? Time will tell.

  • T. L. Cooper May 14, 2013, 3:14 pm

    “When I look around the world, I see a culture of women who have been encouraged and educated in maintaining the practice of being a seed, not a flower.” – This is one powerful statement! The truth in it screams! So often when the seed begins to sprout, someone comes along to clip off the sprouts or stomp them in the ground. But, we can’t let that deter us. We must keep striving to bloom into a flower!
    I am a flower who will seed in order to become a new flower in a neverending cycle of regeneration and renewal to grow into my very best self!

  • Pam May 14, 2013, 10:33 am

    Such a beautiful and inspiring posting. Thank you Mama!

    I am very clear that I had been in bloom in my younger years, but had reverted back to my seed state for the past several years (decades? – yikes!) Being a protected seed when I was was important to my longevity and my health.

    Somehow I found SWA, and have been playing in the field of Mastery these past several months. Have I shed 20 unwanted pounds and suddenly found myself looking 15 years younger? No. BUT … I AM wiggling my roots into the soil of creation and beauty and pleasure as we speak, and my shell is cracking open, preparing for the shoots of life to reach for the sun. As that progresses, the weight and the years have no choice but to lift. It feels exhilarating and scary and breath-taking all at once. I feel like I’m breathing easier and bouncing back from the frost of self doubt with more power (if not necessarily more easily).

    I can envision what my blossom will look like – a more mature, tougher but for all that no less lovely, enticing and heart-lifting of a flower than its previous incarnation.

    I’m not pissed at the seed. I AM ready for the bloom. And I am ever so grateful for the SWA soil and air!

  • Lisa May 14, 2013, 10:33 am

    This post brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for reminding me yet again of the true magic and beauty of being a woman dancing in and expressing her full feminine beauty. Sending you so much love and gratitude, I love the SWA!

  • ELIDE BELTRAM May 14, 2013, 10:31 am

    We are the seed we share with the Primary Intelligence, we are one with it. HOW POWERFUL IS THAT? WE ARE INTELLIGENT SEEDS THAT SOMETIMES NEED THE SPRINKLING CAN OR THE FERTILIZER OF THE MAMAGENA OF THE WORLD TO ACTIVATE IT. I HAVE BEEN SPROUTING ALL MY LIFE NOW AT 74 I STAND TALL AND PROUD AND STILL DESIRING, BECAUSE THAT MEANS WANTING TO LIVE FULLY. BLESS ALL

    • elide' November 28, 2016, 1:35 pm

      I came across by accident this site and could not believe reading what I wrote 4 yrs ago…well that seed was going to slow down , sell everything and move away….till…destiny said noooooooooooooo (aware that I was meeting it half way). My body was telling me , I was losing the usual enthusiasm of a new project. So I stopped and prostrated to the Higher Power, took my old seed and came back home and I am watching it sprouting with fervor and revenge…a new website…a new marketing agent…thinking BIGGER, laughing at how powerless we are , yet powerful in it. (78 yo in 4 weeks ).

  • Cornelia May 14, 2013, 10:25 am

    As a gardening lover, I adore your seed to flower analogy! Am wonderfully jealous of your Paris trip.

    For the past few years I’ve been tending garden and house for my sister while she’s been living in her dream-town, Paris. The first house I tended was lovely and Zen, but decidedly dark and shady. I planted loads of flowers to add color, but they didn’t all bloom. I thought, “if only there were fewer trees and more sunlight.” Then there were massive storms that brought down massive trees. Sad for those trees. They were grand and wonderful, full of history. But now there was sunshine for all kinds of new flowers.

    But it continues… I knew there needed to be even more sunshine for my sister. A house went up for sale, a house at the top of the hill with loads of sunshine for loads of flowers. I told my sister about it, and well, now it’s theirs. And the gardens are full of flowers and, needless to say, I’ve planted even more.

    Which is my storytelling way of saying, THANKS REGENA, for reminding me of the power of our desires. And, here’s to all those gorgeous wildflowers, no matter how often they may get cut back, they keep on flowering.

    xoxox, C

  • Cathy AJ Hardy May 14, 2013, 10:22 am

    Hello! Thanks for these powerful words about seeds…..and about sleeping beauty arising. Just this morning I wrote down that my story is ‘After she woke up – the 2nd half of the story of Sleeping Beauty’ I am a singer-songwriter and I am currently recording my second solo CD and it is called – ‘i am she’. It is all about returning to our true essence and knowing our name. I would love to be part of your beautiful community as I step into my dreams and long to shine in this world through the songs that have come to me as I have soaked in the Love of the Divine.

  • Fairy Princess Genevieve May 14, 2013, 9:46 am

    Mama Gena, I LOVE this description of your voyage into the delights of Paris! It’s because of you that I was inspired to put the “Fairy Tale” into my life coaching business. I completely agree that we MUST create our OWN fairy tales so we can bloom. We must put the tiara on our own heads. This reminds me that I recently found out there are over one million google searches a MONTH for “How to be a princess.” Apparently, we all forgot that we are royalty already – we just have to crown ourselves. I’m so thankful women like you are doing that in glorious, inspiring, sumptuous ways. It’s beyond inspiring. It makes my heart beat with so much joy.

  • elisa May 14, 2013, 9:39 am

    I agree. Seeds are passive – they wait for the right condition to come their way.
    When we teach women to be seeds, we do them a disservice – we make them believe that all their wonderful gifts will be there once the right conditions come their way, if they ever do (and guess what? most women are still waiting).
    Nature is a Mama too, right? So I like better the idea of reconnecting with our own nurturing self and be both the seed and the fertile soil… as Alice Walker said, the nature of a flower is to bloom. Glad to see so many walking flowers in Paris 🙂

    • mama gena May 14, 2013, 9:45 am

      beautifully said, elisa! and i sure do love me some alice walker…..

  • Peggy May 14, 2013, 9:25 am

    Hi Mama Gena,

    I just finished The School of Womanly Arts and I honestly believe it came to me when I needed it most. I have been ground to such a halt after experiencing an incredible moment of my feminine power. I want desperately to get it back. It’s who I am and I am working hard to feel that place inside me again. I just wanted you to know how much your book helped me and is helping me. I have been following your blog and I yearn to be a part of the SG community and make it my everyday. Thank you for your inspiration.
    Love,
    Peggy

    • mama gena May 14, 2013, 9:47 am

      hi peggy! so nice to have you in the community. come to graduation on june 23- it is a full-on sister goddess celebration. meet your people 🙂