|Donna-Lynne Larson, director/writer/producer |
Walk Talk Dance Sing
An Unraveling Wellness Mull...
Giving one's power away:
"The Damsel in Distress may be the oldest female archetype in all of popular literature and the movies. She is always beautiful, vulnerable, and in need of rescue, specifically by a Knight and, once rescued, she is taken care of in lavish style. When disappointed, a Damsel must go through a process of empowerment and learn to take care of herself in the world. The shadow side of this archetype mistakenly teaches old patriarchal views that women are weak and teaches them to be helpless and in need of protection. It leads a woman to expect to have someone else who will fight her battles for her while she remains devoted and physically attractive and concealed in the castle. Many women still expect to marry a man who will give them a castle and take of them. And some men are raised to expect to do this."
-- Caroline Myss
It's pretty obvious that the classic "damsel in distress" psychology is being played out in this Hashimoto's-affair. This is a deeply-ingrained generational pattern learned very early on (hello, Cinderella), downloaded directly to the psyche, and few of us "modern, progressive, liberated grown-up women" will admit to being afflicted---and most of us certainly are not conscious of it. I know I wasn't.
But, clearly, a large percentage of the masses still play into this archetype very strongly to this day, the "sweeping romantic fantasy" always looking to be fulfilled.
It's particularly evident around this "mostly female" health issue--an "affair," as revealed in "Walk Talk Dance Sing," that is demanding our female energy rise-up and express itself, in order to "balance the system" (both the individual's system and, subsequently, that of the entire earth collective).
Instead, we hear the anxious ongoing rally cry, the age-old mantra: "They (preferably tall, dark and handsome HE) will fix this!"
And of course, if we are always in need of fixing, we will continue to look for things to fix, so we can, as per the archetype, "be rescued and taken care of."
This is the pattern in action.
It is the embedded belief that the "promising savior" is going to make everything OK for ME.
Let's be real: with the archetype in play, it stands to reason that if we fix this issue, there will be another one to fix following close behind. It must be this way in order to fulfill the fantasy, where "the allure of the safe elegant castle" becomes more intoxicating than the realization of personal fulfillment, ease, and contentment.
Keep in mind that for every Damsel in Distress there is a Knight in Shining Armour---this is a classic male archetype.
The romance is destined to go on....and on.
Without realizing how essentially degrading and destructive this really is, we bow down with awe to the (self-anointed?) "thyroid doc rock stars," (hello, Prince Charming), and we weep at their feet and hail them as mighty and brave (and, under the dreamy influence, we find ourselves buying whatever it is they are selling. I mean, who can resist?)
We need only look at our top ranking "mainstream Hollywood-ish" doctors and their audiences and we can see the love in action---check out our ever-suave Dr. Oz , the ever-knowing Dr. Phil, and the ever-virtuous Dr. Mercola with their (beautifully ailing) female fan clubs of MILLIONS. ( Do these men really have a stronger grasp on the female body and mind then say our much less popular female practitioners?)
HE will save us!
He MUST save us!
In what I have deemed "ThyroidLand," (essentially the land of "thyroid commerce"), there are male physicians and "specialists" who have marketed their way to the front of this female issue, suited-up nicely and sitting at the front of "expert panels," dutifully taking on their role: They convincingly "tell" us "what we need, how we feel, and how to fix it."
Well-intentioned though they may be, (I see it as primarily self-serving), these male doctors will never understand the female physiology and experience as well as a female will. It's simply not possible.
Consciously or unconsciously, Prince Charming is given full permission to "take the lead," swirling us around the dance floor, so smooth, so smart, so strong, so sexy.
"Here, follow me, this way," he assures us, "Don't worry, I've got you."
(Cue the Eyelash flutter)
Oh yes, you had us at hello.
All I can say is, "Well played, gentlemen, well played."
(Personally, I find dancing in corsets and glass slippers to be extremely uncomfortable.)
The film "Walk Talk Dance Sing" is here
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