How WE Think!

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2 short stories 



...  the reflex artist in me is reminded of a conversation that I had with a waitress who served me at Black Eyed Pea before it went out of business years ago. Ms. G and I use to eat there about twice a week, and one day I queried the waitress about her station in life. By interacting with her over the course of a few months, I noted that she was a little rough around the edges, but with a few charm-school lessons, she could be a top waitress at any of the finest DC restaurants.

I said to her one afternoon: "I'm not sure what your goals are in life, but I can tell by the way you carry yourself here, that waiting tables at Black Eyed Pea is only a pit-stop. What are you really doing with yourself and what are your goals."

She responded in a matter of fact manner as if we were former high school class mates catching up on old times: "My mother told me, "You better learn how to work your Pussy, because you will only rise as far as your Pussy will take you." I almost fell for it. I have three children by two different men and spent years on welfare, but then it occurred to me that working my Pussy was going to destroy me, as it did my mother and grandmother. So I have childcare assistance to put my children in daycare, and I'm now in school at GW at night taking up nursing. I should be finished in about two years."

Of course, I commended her for the recognition that life had much more to offer than a sack-mate. My point is that life has always had women who were as predatory as the men. I think in some circles they are called "Gold-diggers," and once one crosses that threshold of simply using their sexual appetite to satisfy a need, sexual pleasure or otherwise, they completely miss the profound nature and primary purpose of sex, plus it is difficult to reverse course once you tread down that slippery slope. - David R. Tolson 6.18.14

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I can join you in the hearing of such advise. I met an older woman on the subway train years ago who told me her aunt told her that "... a wet pussy and an empty pocket book don't go together!" I've thought about it and written about over the years, and found ways to flesh out in ceremony, or workshops the whys of this spirit mindset.

There are two roles in this dynamic: male and female. It would take too long to go into it all, but the analysis of it all is dependent upon the courage and the fear of men and women to unearth the birth place of their nature's stories, their lies, and the stories that form their creation stories. Political activism will not change this paradigm. Unlearning this is our spiritual responsibility within the circle of our personal influence. - Gregory E. Woods 6.19.14