This morning, I asked ChatGPT why women feel they have to serve everyone and everything, and what Mama Gena might have to say about the topic.
Here’s what it told me:
“Mama Gena would stress that pleasure is at the core of reclaiming your power as a woman. In her view, women have been conditioned to put others’ needs before their own for so long that they’ve disconnected from the vital, life-giving force of pleasure. Serving others endlessly, without attending to your own desires, is a form of self-neglect. She would encourage women to put their own pleasure at the center, because when women are truly in touch with their desires, it doesn’t deplete them—it energizes them.
Mama Gena’s teaching emphasizes that when a woman is deeply satisfied and alive with her own pleasure, she becomes a more powerful, radiant, and effective force in all areas of her life, including relationships, work, and family. Pleasuring yourself—through sex, art, work, or simple joys—isn’t selfish; it’s a radical act of self-love and empowerment.
Mama Gena would urge women to stop serving everyone at their own expense and instead serve themselves first—through pleasure, boundaries, and radical self-love. She would invite women to step into their fullest power, honor their needs, and remember that they are worthy of pleasure and abundance, not just caretaking and sacrifice. Through this journey, she believes women can awaken to their true power and transform their lives.”
I kinda loved this. A lot. And it made me wonder…if Mama Gena knew all that, WTF happened to Regena? What was her tragic flaw?
Mama Gena was a creation born of brokenness. She was everything that I was, but could not be.
She was a creation from my imagination like Santa Claus or The Tooth Fairy. She rescued me, and tens of thousands of others, by bringing the Goddess back to global consciousness.
Mama Gena was thriving. Regena was bleeding.
Because of the shard of PWC that was still lodged in her heart, Regena had no time for what Regena needed. She overlooked Reggie to serve MG. Kind of like the way a 50’s housewife looks after her husband. She hushed the children, walked the dog, over extended herself, and got meals on the table.
Good intentions, born of broken.
For women, service and suffering tend to go hand in hand. This actually stems from social, cultural, and historical factors, rather than any inherent quality or predisposition.
Patriarchal religions celebrate suffering. Jesus suffered, big time. So did Buddha and Mohammed. Moses never even got to see the promised land. All the most universal spiritual leaders of the PWC teach this lesson, over and over and over again.
I had no idea that I had learned how to suffer and serve so well, at the feet of the Masters.
Which is why, when I became Mama Gena – despite the healing nature of the work she set out to do – Regena unknowingly fell back into her patriarchal patterns of serve and suffer.
But it was the Goddess, herself, who wanted more for me. She wanted me whole. She wanted this holy work that I was doing to make Regena whole.
Unlike the PWC, suffering was not her signature.
How do I know this?
Because when I was a little girl, the Goddess came to me, at night, and sat on my pillow. I could sense her energy surrounding me, igniting me from within.
I became aware of myself – my true self – for the first time. I could finally embrace my own aliveness, my own joy, my own beauty.
This experience was everything to me. I was suddenly….divine. Holy. Part of a higher power.
And from that moment on, I knew that awakening p*ssy/erotic was the quickest way out of the trance. The ultimate eject button from the PWC.
But here is where I got it wrong: I thought my job was to spend my life serving the Goddess, in the same ways the culture had conditioned me to do – through suffering, through sacrifice, through self-abnegation and pain.
And in so doing, I left Regena (the woman) behind.
The Goddess is a feeling. The conditioning that so many women have to serve, disconnects us from this feeling. And thus, disempowers us.
So now, I hand YOU the mirror, Mamacita: In what ways do you unconsciously choose suffering and service?
Where in your life do you leave yourself, your body, and your passions behind?
How have you stopped tending to your own aliveness?
And, perhaps more importantly, how can you continually tune back into the practice of allowing more and more and more erotic life force to permeate your body, mind, and soul, so you can receive more and more of the gifts and privileges of being alive? Every single day?
With so much love and pleasure,
Regena
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