The honour is with the woman and their Moccasin tracks.

The honor of the people lies in the moccasin tracks of the woman. Walk the good road.... Be dutiful, respectful, gentle, and modest my daughter... Be strong with the warm, strong heart of the earth. No people goes down until their women are weak and dishonored, or dead upon the ground. Be strong and sing the strength of the Great Powers within you, all around you."

Village Wise Man, SIOUX

The fire hose hoists

For my sisters: There is much esteem given to all of us  by the spirits of our elders because we are woman.  For being created woman is so different to the creation of men.  Men do not give birth.  It is this new life aspect and the ability to replace ourselves that do make us just so different to men.

We as woman rely heavily on our feelings.  Sometimes we call this the psychic ability of womanhood.  They say this comes from just being a mother.  I am not sure of this,  I think that woman are wired so different to men.  They are hard wired emotionally to be able to withstand the greatest tragedies life can hoist at them and still survive to feed the other children all while nursing much sadness inside the tiny life of one mother

My body is alive with feelings.  When my mind has had enough and it is close to snapping, the other side of this coin is that I am operating in life then on autopilot.  This is a self protective measure to alleviate the physical stress of immense sadness and loss.  Something that woman for time immemorial have had to deal with as they have emotionally been placed in the firing line and sometimes have lost even the very children they carried in their bellies for nine months.  This is what will toughen a person up.  Loss always toughens everyone.  This  type of loss makes our hearts a little bitter and sad.  We have to get tough because we are going to lose at some time. Sometimes this toughening is a little premature and is a bodily response to severe sadness

When there is no honor bestowed on the woman for the gallant effort of giving birth then there is a serious fault line forming emotionally. 

When all the conditions are favorable this fault line can be the factor that blows everything to pieces.  It is left unattended and ignored and this can be like pouring petrol on a fire.  Kaboom and everything  blows up again.  The woman can be blamed for being too emotional.  I would like to know who made these so called rules of what is right and good and considered acceptable.  I often wonder was it in fact a man.