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I draw the opposite conclusion. The women I know, having to go back to work after maternity leave, are heart-broken to leave their babies. They are expected to make a good wage and fulfil their 'potential' out in the workplace. The soft, nurturing, supportive, gentleness of most women's nature is 'oppressed' as they toughen up to cope in the work environments. Home-making is ridiculed and they are made to feel stupid if they enjoy feminine hobbies. So 'feminism' to me now stands for 'be ashamed of being a woman, because they are of no value. Childbearing is an inconvenience and child-rearing is best left to the state. If you can't be a masculine, aggressive, academic woman then you'd better shape up'.
Women have been fed this line for many years and this is one reason why paths to contentment at home can be strange and unfamiliar for some home-makers. I do not say these things in an arrogant or 'know-all' or dictatorial way, but from my own experience. I have found that although my paths have often appeared very overgrown and strange, soon the way felt reassuringly familiar and I began to spot the lovely roses growing along the way!
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One really helpful path to take is a pretty, meandering footpath with one or two picturesque stiles that cross little streams of water. Why the poetry? because that gives a clue to a facet of contentment at home - pace.
Pace is so important. The pace of home-living is slower, not so direct. You don't 'go get' with happy home-making! For longer than I wish to remember, most things I did around the house were accompanied by the noise of slamming cupboard doors, clattering dishes and huffing and puffing as I worked at breakneck speed to complete each task and get to sit down. Then one day, out of the blue, I felt the Holy Spirit say to me. 'You are going at the speed of the World, now I want to go at the 'speed of Love'. Well, I listened to that word. I was so surprised to find that when I slowed down (and made less noise about the place) I began to feel calm and contented. My body felt less stressed and gradually I became less 'performance-minded'. Even better, even though I slowed down, more things got done. And I was able to enjoy the process of home-making. That had never happened before and it was a complete revelation to me.
I am finding more pleasant paths to contented home-making as the years go by, and I hope to share some more with you soon. But for any ladies out there struggling with contentment, who are cupboard door slammers and speedy cleaners, try the meandering path and the 'speed of love' . I wish you well.
I would love to hear your comments, tips, or experiences ladies. Please leave a comment.