There's a new envy in town. Something right up there with penis, purse and Louboutin red-soul envy. I'm calling it "Goddess Envy".
It seems I can't turn around without running into a freshly minted "goddess." Including me. Maybe it's because I'm a Sex/Fertility Educator with a "New Age" bent, but I am surrounded. That's a good thing. It means we women are coming into our own, mortal "deities of creation" in one form or another. We're not just sex goddesses, we're media or financial goddesses. Powerful women abound and the world's a wide open pantheon waiting to be filled.
Yet all this Goddess energy appears to be turning in on itself. Are we working together as community builders or are we so trained to think there's only room for a few big beauties that we've turned into little men ready to fight? What has happened to us?
Perhaps there has always been jealousy between women, but I have begun to notice an upswing in Goddess Envy. Recently - one woman said to me "What is it about the ‘Tallest Poppy Syndrome' with women? Why do women look at other women - successful women - who have really achieved something wonderful and resent them, attack or cut them down in some way! I am so tired of it. It's hard enough for us together to break through the glass ceilng. We need to get each other's backs, not climb over them so we can get to the top. Why are we looking to behead the tallest poppy in the field? Do we really think that if we pull her down that our star will rise? Do we really think that her success replaces our own?"
