I AM: Pharaoh

hrací karty QUEENThere are very few cultures on Earth that didn’t at one point have a monarchy, ruled by royalty. When you take the history of the planet as a whole, democracy is in its infancy. Black people, or African-Americans, are no exception to this. Africa, specifically Egypt, is considered to be the cradle of life. All across Africa what we today call “black” women ruled a continent. The area most rich with known history is Egypt. Now Egyptians, though on the African continent, don’t consider themselves to be black, they are middle eastern. In fact, they more favor people from other middle eastern countries. However, that doesn’t stop North American blacks from identifying with the Egyptians.

The Egyptians were a powerful people. In some circles they are considered to be the founders of mathematics, philosophy, religion, and so on. It feels as if the Egyptian empire was the source of so much. Greek mythology is based on polytheism (the practice of worshiping multiple gods).  Christianity is based on the father, the son and the Holy Ghost, this can be equated to Ra, his son and a God who oversaw everything. If you can’t tell, I have a fascination, or rather a connection to ancient Egypt.

Everyone knows about Cleopatra, the Queen of the Nile. She manipulated men into doing her bidding. But have you heard of Hapshepsut? She is the first best template of the ultimate success of a “black” woman. You see Hapshepsut was the first female pharaoh. That’s what’s up! When her husband, Thutmose II, died her son, Thutmose III was too young to rule so she became Queen regent. As her son came of age he showed little interest in ruling Egypt and she found she wasn’t being taken seriously as the regent. Thutmose III went off to serve in the military and she declared herself Pharaoh. She was ahead of her time though. She wasn’t a woman interested in being a man. She combined the feminine and masculine to be one of the most successful rulers of Egypt. She wore the classic head piece of a Pharaoh leaving her chest bare. In other words….she was bad! She built monuments, introduced new concepts to the culture. She was the perfect combination of masculine and feminine.

Why do I tell you this story? Because I AM a Pharaoh. I have been drawn to male-dominated fields my whole life. However, I don’t believe in giving up my femininity. I AM dominate and submissive; powerful and weak; demanding and giving. What a place to be. My sisters, we are powerful. Over time we having given up our power for various reasons. We are the giver of life. We were rulers of vast lands. During slavery we kept the families together, much the way we do today. Some where along the way we forgot our power. A man once told me women have all the power. I laughed at him and pointed out how men run everything. He said women have all the power, the problem is they have forgotten it.

I embrace my power. I embrace my vulnerability. I embrace my strength. I embrace my weakness. I embrace that I can do everything for myself. I embrace that others can do those things for me. We are Queens…we are descended from Pharaohs. We, sisters, need to reclaim our power and act like it!


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