05/10/2026
🌙🔥🌿 SHE WAS NEVER POWERLESS — SHE WAS REMEMBERING 🌿🔥🌙
There is something I have been noticing for a long time.
Something that feels almost cyclical.
As I look at women across the generations, I don't just see social change.
I see women remembering.
Remembering who we are.
Remembering our voices.
Remembering our instincts.
Remembering our worth.
And perhaps most importantly…
remembering our power.
👩🦳 THE WOMEN OF THE 1960s
The women born in the 60s came of age at a time when the old rules were beginning to crack.
Women were becoming more financially independent. More were entering careers and beginning to build lives that weren't entirely dependent upon a husband or father.
But the doors weren't exactly held open for them.
Many had to push.
And push hard.
They had to develop thick skin, determination and an almost unbreakable resilience just to be taken seriously.
They learned to survive in rooms that weren't designed for them.
They became the women who said:
"If there isn't a place for me here, I'll make one."
And they did.
🔥 THE WOMEN OF THE 1970s
Then came another shift.
We began stepping over the invisible lines that had separated "men's things" from "women's things."
Sports.
Hobbies.
Careers.
Money.
Independence.
Choice.
We started discovering something incredibly liberating:
We could stand on our own two feet.
We didn't need a man's permission to have a bank account, a career, an opinion, a hobby, a dream or a life of our own.
We began to understand:
"I don't need you to complete me."
And that was powerful.
But then came another stage of the journey…
👠 THE LADETTE ERA
Perhaps because we'd spent so long being told that femininity was weakness, some of us decided that the answer was to become harder.
Louder.
Tougher.
More dominant.
We learned to compete with men on their terms.
To drink like them.
Talk like them.
Behave like them.
To hide our vulnerability.
To wear toughness like armour.
We thought perhaps strength meant becoming more masculine.
And honestly?
I understand why.
When the world has spent generations telling women that softness makes them weak, eventually some women will decide:
"Fine. I'll become untouchable."
But now…
🌙 WOMEN ARE REMEMBERING.
We are beginning to understand that we don't have to become men to be powerful.
We don't have to harden ourselves to be strong.
We don't have to silence our emotions.
We don't have to apologise for intuition.
We don't have to hide our softness.
We don't have to choose between being feminine and being formidable.
Because the woman who is gentle can also be fierce.
The woman who nurtures can also lead.
The woman who cries can also fight.
The woman who loves deeply can also have boundaries made of steel.
The woman who listens to her intuition can also be incredibly intelligent.
Softness and strength were never opposites.
They were always two parts of the same woman.
🌿 Perhaps this is why I feel we are entering another chapter.
A generation of women who aren't necessarily trying to prove that they can be "one of the boys."
Women who are beginning to say:
"I don't want to be like you."
"I want to be completely myself."
And there is something ancient in that.
Because long before society told women what they should be…
women knew how to listen to the moon.
They knew the seasons.
They knew plants.
They knew birth and death.
They knew the power of gathering together.
They knew how to nurture.
How to protect.
How to create.
How to grieve.
How to heal.
How to survive.
How to stand beside one another when the world became dark.
Our grandmothers may not have called it feminine power.
They may not have called it intuition.
They may not have called it ancestral wisdom.
But they knew things.
And somewhere along the way, many women were taught to distrust that knowing.
So perhaps what we are witnessing now isn't women becoming powerful.
Perhaps we are witnessing women remembering that they always were.
🔥 We are remembering the fire.
🌊 We are remembering the water.
🌿 We are remembering the earth beneath our feet.
🌬️ We are remembering the air in our lungs and the voice in our throats.
🌙 We are remembering the woman within us who existed before anyone told her who she was supposed to be.
And maybe true feminine empowerment isn't about becoming harder.
Maybe it isn't about becoming more masculine.
Maybe it isn't even about proving anything anymore.
Maybe it is simply this:
Knowing who you are.
Knowing your worth.
Trusting your intuition.
Protecting your peace.
Holding your boundaries.
Loving fiercely.
Standing firmly.
Walking away when something no longer serves you.
And never again making yourself smaller so somebody else can feel bigger.
Because we were never powerless.
We were never weak.
We were never incomplete.
We were simply taught to forget.
And now…
we are remembering. 🌙🔥🌿
The wild woman.
The healer.
The mother.
The warrior.
The creator.
The wise woman.
The witch.
She was never gone.
She was waiting.
And she is coming home. 🖤🌙✨
— The Elemental Witch 🌿🌙
