When I found out I was pregnant with a girl I grieved for a few days because I know what it means to be female in this world, and it fucking sucks. Because #MeToo includes harassment as well as assault I’ll go out on a pretty sturdy limb and wager that every woman for the past 5,000 years has experienced it. My four-year-old daughter has fucking experienced it. When I took her to the doctor for her two-year check up the pediatrician, a jovial old white man, commented on how beautiful she is; that the boys are going to be lining up for her. Yuck! If you think that’s innocent I invite you to imagine the equivalent being said abut a toddler boy. “Little Johnny’s quite the stud! He’s going to break a lot of hearts, wink wink.” It’s sexualizing children and it’s gross.
Something you might not know about me is the degree to which I love Disney movies (and Disneyland, too, actually; but that’s its own post). They’re filled with archetypes, myths, and legends which make regular appearances in my inner work. My current favorite Disney title is Moana, which strikes such a deep resonance that I’m here sharing the details here with you now.
In case you haven’t seen Moana yet (and you really should- it’s on Netflix, so there’s no excuse!), the main story is such: Maui is a demigod who steals the heart of Te Fiti (goddess of life), bringing death and destruction to the earth. Moana is tasked with restoring Te Fiti’s heart, and in doing so she disobeys her father’s orders to remain on their island.
This film speaks to so many truths that I’m just going to go down the list:
by April b.
I'm the human behind Mind Altering Reality, and this is where you'll find things I've written about me, about life, and about my practice.