Naughty post - how would you build your man?
I came across one of my FB post from a few years back, which said, ""Don't shoot me guys.... but ladies.... this one is for you... just imagine if we could build our men like we can build a snowman. What would you create? There are no snowwomen... so guys I don't think you could do the same to us!""¬†
Now I cannot help but wonder how come there are no snowwomen?¬† Gender inequality?¬† Maybe this winter I should build a snowwoman and dress her up.¬†
What is the origin of the snow man? My quick research shows that building snowmen goes back to the middle ages and it was built with great skills and thought.¬† It was free art supplies for a limited time, a gift from the heavens!¬†
I could not help but laugh as I imagined myself building a man. What would I remove?¬† What would I add?¬† How would I dress him? ¬† What would I create to give me this perfect being who would have the perfect measurements, the perfect size, the perfect nose, the perfect smile, the perfect hands and feet, the perfect stomach, the perfect lips...
But the things I would not be able to build are the things that matter the most - the perfect attitude, temperament, sensibilities, compassion, faithfulness, empathy, honesty, credibility, generosity, a heart full of romance, intelligence, passion and of course an amazing lover...¬†
And so I pulled my imagination back and give a gentle reminder to myself, that truly there is no such thing as perfection.¬† The only perfection really lies in embracing people, men or woman, in a perfect way - which means without judgement and to give to each other, the best parts of ourselves.¬†
But maybe... just maybe.... we can build a perfect snowman and infuse all the amazing qualities which you are looking for, in him.¬† Imagine that this infusion will get transmitted right to him... wouldn't that be amazing!¬† We can, perhaps after all,¬† create the perfect men :)
This morning as I open my door and looked out into the forest, the sight of the frosted branches brought joy to my heart.¬† The sun streamed down and as I looked up, it felt that the heavens has also opened up, just for me and for you and maybe for all the snowmen that are going to be built this winter.