Daughters of the Stars of Our Planets

This is the story of four girls, young women actually, but I would rather describe them as girls because it was as girls that their lives were hampered. It was as girls their growth, self-awareness, self-exploration was arrested. In having these experiences they are reclaiming their lost childhood, experiencing themselves as God and evolution intended they should. A great deal of our learning and self-discovery comes from our bodies' interaction with nature, not just from social interaction, which in their case has been the source of a lot of unhappiness.

It was prompted by philosophical concepts, philosophical awareness, in fact the whole series is underpinned by the deeper philosophical concept of what is considered to be a man, ie a human being. But for now I have to focus and the social and cultural issues before delving in the philosophical aspects which are well covered elsewhere. In short it is an advaita thing

Initially I wanted to express the deeper psychic awareness, the profound shift in outlook these women had when they realized that they are perfect as they are, and contrast it with the limitations on their experience if their bodies conformed to their light skinned ideals.

Marisa summed it with these words - But every step I took into nature, every tree, every speck of sand, every piece of gold, every flower, every drop of ocean blended so beautifully with my dark skin almost as if I could've created it all. In truth Marisa, you did create it. It is an advaita thing which is why Krishna is at the centre of the Bhagavad Gita.

It aims to stress the extent to which being dark is aligned being a true denizen of the planet, a native of the planet, both psychically and physically.

I also contrast it with what it means to be otherwise, ie very light-skinned which seems to be the Asian ideal, and how that is at odds with having a total freedom of the environment, a freedom of the planet.

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Our Planets and Our Suns, Starshine or Sunshine?

When we consider the possibility of life on the planets of other star systems besides ours, one thing is for certain. All stars give off UV radiation, and if we are to maintain the same form as we have on this planet, ie with hairless thin skins, then we will need our melanin as much on them as we need it on this planet.

You may then forget all those scifi films which depict all other foreign planets being populated by white skinned people bossing it everywhere. Whatever planets humans find ourselves on if they are close enough to stars that gives us the kind of climate here and our skin types remain the same (no fur, no scaly skin) we will have to be dark.

Hence this trait is a universal thing. It is not unique to this Earth. You are universally dark wherever you are.

Starshine or Sunshine

What we call sunshine is really starshine. It is the same light and energy given off by all other stars, only in this case our planet is at the right distance for the intensity of the energy reaching it to be be just right to support our planetary life.

This is why the notion of the Sun being hostile to our skins is so nonsensical. Any star would have the same effect. The stars are as they are. They provide their planets with the energy for the life they have. The cells of our hairless skins cells have evolved under the constraints one of these stars set, and it would be the same under any similar star.

There is a beauty in that. They provide us with a freedom, the freedom of a star, the freedom of a sun, the freedom of a planet. The stars are our makers.

Is it so bad to have a form that allows the stars to gaze on their creations without burning them? Is it so bad for a child to have a form that allows its parent to gaze on it without withering it up? It is so bad for the Sun to see Sharon's chocolate form as she floats on the sea, her joy, the way her the whiteness of a teeth sets of her dark skin, the glistening of the water on her skin?

Would you deny the Sun the joy of seeing the beauty of the joy of His own creation, the joy within of His own creation, all day long?

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Daughters of our Suns

Daughters of our Suns

This post is about the stories of four girls, young women actually, but I would rather describe them as girls because it was as girls that their lives were hampered. It was as girls their growth, self-awareness, self-exploration was arrested. In having these experiences they are reclaiming their lost childhood, experiencing themselves as God and evolution intended they should. A great deal of our learning and self-discovery comes from our bodies' interaction with nature, not just from social interaction, which in their case has been the source of a lot of unhappiness.

Marisa

Story time. So for most of my 21 years , I have hated so much about myself but mostly my skin. I researched skin clinics to lighten my skin and at one point I even saved money towards getting skin lightening procedures. Being born indian and dark skin feels like being born with a curse. For as long as I could remember I was never considered pretty because I was dark. I would cry myself to bed after every family occasion because I was the dark one and the "fat" one and they made sure I knew it. As a child I dreamt of being a bollywood actress but eventually I realised that I didnt match the skin tone of any of the bollywood stars. People have given me fairness creams and I would use them and pray for God to take away my curse. By my third year of uni I had slowly stopped hating myself and through all the drama readings and acting and performance I somehow found myself as a beautiful woman but somewhere at the back of my mind, my skin was still a hidden insecurity. So my best friend took me to Thailand last year and I carried three sunscreens and an umbrella because I feared my skin getting darker and never returning to its original shade. But every step I took into nature, every tree, every speck of sand, every piece of gold, every flower, every drop of ocean blended so beautifully with my dark skin almost as if I could've created it all. And as I watched white people turn into tomatoes in the sun, attempting to get the very thing I was convinced was a curse..I just closed my eyes and thanked God for making me the colour of earth.

Swarnaa

Kisses all around from the girl who used to fear the sun to the girl who basked like no tomorrow under it - because what's more fun? Sitting under a tree with a massive sun hat watching your day go by & getting irritated by the slightest sunshine hitting your skin? OR strolling the beach like a free bird, jumping into that water, entering a spectacular under water realm and just exploring all the beauty this world has to offer whilst getting 50 shades darker with that melanin magic!! Trust me guys I've gotten darker from this trip to the point people don't recognise me and I ain't even mad (Please wear sunscreen guys!!) Thank you for the memories and for putting this sick edit together! Yalla Habibi!!! click

Sharon

This is me, floating in the Pacific Ocean in Oahu, Hawaii on a magnificent vacation about 3 months ago. Many years ago, this happy girl in the picture would've been hiding under a hat on vacation, covered up, afraid her skin would get too dark & tan. But, now I know the truth: DARK IS BEAUTIFUL. Now, I'm free to love the sun & myself with reckless abandon. (PS - Don’t forget the sunblock - Your skin health is important too!) But, don't be afraid, friends... Dark Is Beautiful. Pass it on.

Seema


Seema revelling in her inner tomboy. Better late than never.


When I was a little kid, I was bullied a lot about my skin color and some crazy parents would even tell their kids not to play with me (to my face), so I basically had no friends. So my best friends were my house plants. I had a name for each one of them, I would share my day with them, kiss them and cry to them whenever I got bullied. My favorite pass time was climbing trees and hiding in them, away from the rest of the world. Actually not a fun story but the fun part is that I grew up with great balance and strength because I climbed trees so early on with my brother and I am pretty good at personifying things because I had the best kind of imaginary friends - plants and trees

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The View From The Whiter Side

One afternoon, when Mr. Sheridan took two young Chinese couples out for a surf lesson in Sanya, he got an unusual request from one of the women. “Can I take this umbrella with me onto the surfboard?” she asked. Mr. Sheridan fought off laughter and soberly told her that he didn’t think it was a good idea.

But he did admire her effort. He said, “Why not have it both ways?”

I am not quite sure whether she wanted the umbrella to prevent her from getting wet or to protect her skin from the sunshine, but given that one can hardly surf without getting wet I must conclude it must have been the latter reason.

The experiences of the women here are worthy of relating in their own right, but I was prompted to contrast with an account of Chinese women's relationship with the Sun and why normal complexioned women would want to acquire skin like theirs.

I was watching a Youtube video by an African blogger and white companion and their experiences working in China, and the issues which came up in relation to skin color.

One of the points which came up was that some Chinese women were reluctant to go in holidays to countries like Thailand and Malaysia because their skins would get dark or damaged by the tropical sun. The thought that struck me was how people could cherish a trait which limits their ability to enjoy and experience your environment so much. Not only that they are conditioned to compound the situation through a lifetime of applying skin lotions which rob the skin of whatever little defences it has. Incidentally it was in Thailand that two of our daughters discovered the worthiness of their nature.

When you compare the beauty of the girls to the images below, you are prompted to ask what kind of hatred and vindictiveness exists in the external influences that prompts people with a whole range beautiful people to bread out the beauty in exchange for scenes like this.

Come on people. Do you intend to breed out your black so much so that one day you have to send your kids to the beach looking like the children of *The Creature From The Black Lagoon?

Don't be such a depressing bunch!!

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