Infinite Muses / Chapter 1: LOVE

infinite

adjective

without limits; extremely large or great:

an infinite number/variety

The universe is theoretically infinite. With infinite patience, she explained the complex procedure to us.

muse

verb [ I ] formal

to think about something carefully and for a long time: I began to muse about/on the possibility of starting my own business.

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noun [ C ] literary

a person, or an imaginary being or force that gives someone ideas and helps them to write, paint, or make music: The muse has left me - I haven’t written any poetry for months! Juliet was not only the painter’s best model but also his muse.

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noun [ C ] literary

in ancient Greek and Roman stories, one of the nine goddesses who were believed to give encouragement in different areas of literature, art, and music

Welcome to Infinite Muses TM

You are about to embark on a journey that is my soul’s mission, my life’s “musings”, my thoughts, my ruminations, my comprehension of this world, society, conciousness, spirituality, life, death, rebirth, evolution, religion, science, history, truth, love, the universe...you name it.

This is part book, manifesto, experience, revolution, magazine, autobiography, stream of conciousness, discourse, journal, rally cry, philosopher’s circle, poetry slam, past, present & future.

It is mine & it is yours. It belongs to all of us, It was birthed from so much love & joy & so much pain ~ the collective & my own.

You are here because you know there is MORE. There is a “muse” that resides in each one of us. Yes, you are that special.

There is MORE than what our current society “feeds” you ~ physically, mentally, emotionally & spiritually. We have lost touch with our intuition, our inner knowing & we are force fed SO much information it can be hard to sift through & can be overwhelming. I understand.

While I wish I had ALL the answers for you...& myself...what I want for you is to explore within yourself what your own answers are to the questions that might be raised. What I want you to ask yourself is...are you looking at everything & living your life through the eyes of your “conditioning” ~ or can you see if all from a place ABOVE that as you gain knowledge & widen your perspective as you expand?

I hope you enjoy. I hope to feed & expand your mind, body & soul. I hope you feel & most importantly I hope you heal.

Infinite Muses is here to leave a legacy of:

LOVE. TRUTH. KNOWLEDGE. For the MUSE in YOU.

Infinitely yours,

Jennifer Lauren Page Founder & Creator of Infinite Muses InfiniteMuses.com

Instagram.com/infinitemuses

We are ancient. Draped in the mystical. The swirling of all knowledge above us to the night sky. We have returned & LOVE is our weapon of choice. We are Infinite Muses.

We are women, through thousands of years of incarnations. We are your wives, sisters, mothers, daughters, grandmothers, aunts & friends.

We live in palaces & we live in tribes. We wear crowns & we dance to the primal beat of the drums.

We are beaten, raped, molested, fondled, mansplained, paid to f*ck you & burned at the stake.

STILL RIGHT NOW. AT THIS VERY MOMENT. AS WE SPEAK.

“BUT STILL, LIKE DUST, I’LL RISE...”

We are Infinite Muses. We have returned & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

...to quote Maya Angelou

We cry an aching moan so deep that it echoes throughout eternity , wailing moans of grief.

The cries of motherhood, of loss, bombed houses & burned villages, sheer terror, dead children & dead eyes, we’ve screamed in vengeance & in pain.

We are Infinite Muses. We have returned. & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

We come with the beauty of curves in all shapes, colors & sizes. To be cherished, to be held, &

WE DEMAND SAFETY NOW.

The predators are everywhere.

Hiding behind their desks and in the churches. Hiding behind power. Hiding in plain site.

Broken, repeating ancestral trauma of using power, control and fear to manipulate. We are off balance humanity. So severely off balance.

These societal structures are crumbling ~ everything that is build on lies. This will not stop until there is real change. The patriarchy is falling (in case you haven’t noticed)...

You can’t hide any longer.

Women are using their voice and they are standing up & saying,

ENOUGH.

Men. We need you. Now more than ever. Your wives, daughters, sisters, aunts, grandmothers.

Will you stand with us?

Instead of vengeance, we seek justice. We seek healing. Oh my sweet, beautiful broken women. Oh my sweet beautiful broken men. It is time, to heal together humanity’s collective traumas & PTSD.

Not with violence and vengeance but with LOVE. Let’s hold each other so tightly and love one another so deeply that together our DNA’s will change.   Broken ones. We are your equals. When we look into each others eyes, you can see it. Women are the secret to healing the world, each other and our collective brokenness. Women we indeed have power. We have the power of love. We are Infinite Muses. We have returned & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

We have come back in this incarnation – in this time in humanity as mothers to raise conscious boys to men, to raise little girls to women aware of their firm boundries and soverienty, lightworkers to clear the trauma, empaths to feel the pain and transmute it, artists to speak through the canvas, businesswomen in the boardrooms, lawyers to seek justice and legislation, scientists to show you the data, dancers to show you freedom & poets & writers to make you listen.

Men, We forgive you for your learned traumas. Men, it is ok to cry.

Men, we need you. Men that identify with feminine energy, men that identify with change. Men that have had enough also.

Men – if you are not with us, I ask you to step aside. I assure you, you will find other things to do with yourself then worry about what we do with our hearts, our minds and our bodies. Old, handsy and entitled to us.

Men. We know many of your traumas are generational cycles, cultural cycles, what you were taught. Many of the reasons of these behaviors stem from your own family. We know some of these same various traumas may have unfortunately happened to you as well.

We are not property.

According to futures without violence – nearly 1 in 4 women have experienced violence by a spouse or a boyfriend.

7 million children live in families in which severe partner violence occurs. On average, almost 500 women are raped or sexually assaulted each day in the US alone. In the US ALONE. 500 a day. 500 Traumas, every single day. The cries that echo into eternity. The pain must stop.

We are Infinite Muses. We have returned. & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

Every single woman on this earth is a muse. To be a muse – We must go back to everything and everyone that has ever hurt us and forgive.

This certainly does not mean contact a former abuser, it means forgiving YOURSELF & KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT WAS YOUR FAULT. NOT ONE SINGLE THING.

This is the evolution of humanity. To learn, to grow, to share together and to do it with LOVE leading the way. To not take our traumas out on each other anymore.

We support men who support us. We no longer will pour our hearts and souls into and support abusive toxic masculinity (or toxic feminity for that matter).

Women, muses - we are rising. All over the world. So we can drive cars, so we can walk beside you, NOT BEHIND YOU. So we can NOT have our genitals mutalited.

Various cultures view women STILL AS PROPERTY. WE ARE NOT YOUR PROPERTY. WE ARE NOT yours to ogle, to fondle, to rape, to molest, to beat, to take your traumas out on. WAKE UP.

No longer will you decide what is “best for us.” No longer will we stand by silently for anger, aggression, religious & cultural tyranny, rape and domestic violence.

No longer should we be hearing about women being killed simply for being women. No longer will we stand for it.

We are our own sovereign beings. My hope is to reach every man and woman out there.

We are here to face these things with LOVE. LOVE sometimes means to look at the darkness and pull it out into the light.

It is time to face the dark head on as a society ~ to understand it, in order to serve the light.

Globally oversexualized, overstimulated, overthought, fast paced, unconciousness no more....

2020 put HUMANITY in check. Never before has something like this happened in our lifetime on a global scale.

We had to go “inside” literally and figuratively ~ to heal our traumas, and those that stand with us are emerging together.

We are Infinite Muses. We have returned. & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

I was molested as a child by a family friend. I was 19 years old in Washington, DC when I had my pussy grabbed IN PUBLIC...as our sh*thead former president of the US once said, “ When you’re a star, they let you do it. You can do anything. Grab ’em by the pussy. You can do anything. ” The guy was not famous. And no, I did not “let” him do it.

I was 24 years old, again in Washington, DC walking home and a man triple my size followed me down the sidewalk / block that my apartment was on. He continuely grabbed at my hand and saying sexual things to me and I kept taking it away, and walking faster and faster. His friend followed behind us. If I was not on my apartment block I know far worse would have happened. I reacted quickly and RAN across the street into the safety of my

building. Many are unfortunately not as lucky as I was. In 2012, when I was 32 years old I had my breast grabbed at a bar after one of the most important nights in my career.

Around that same time I was wearing a large black puffy down coat that went from my neck to my knees, a scarf and a hat and a man whistled at me as I walked by. Are you f*cking kidding me?!

Another time, I was walking home in my neighborhood and a man pulled over and said “Hey beautiful, why don’t you get in my car?” I will fully admit I had a few drinks after work, and the rage within me blew my lid off. I started screaming at the top of my lungs to him, “ OK SURE! THAT SEEMS LIKE A REALLY GOOD F*CKING IDEA. LET ME JUST HOP IN YOUR CAR!!! WHAT IN THE FUCK! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!” And I kept screaming and screaming.

His eyes got wide as he knew he wouldn’t be able to pin this one down and he moved on. Again, many are unfortunately not as lucky as I was. Flash forward to 32 years old in Miami. I was working towards becoming partner at a high-profile design and advertising agency on a VERY high profile architecture project.

I wore a very beautiful elegant black dress that night. I was ELATED. I WAS SO PROUD OF MY ACHIEVEMENTS. My girlfriend and I went out for a celebratory drink after the architecture opening. I walked up to the bar at an upscale hotel and the guy next to me pulled out a wad of cash (to show how much money he had..which never has or never will impress me) and he said “can I buy you a drink?” and I said “no thank you” and he said “Wow, you are so beautiful” and grabbed my right breast and squeezed it...

like I was at a doctors exam?!?!

I was SO confused, embarrassed and triggered that I yelled at him and said what is wrong with you?!” And he laughed and threw money on the bar. My friend, a woman yelled at him.

We left. I was so angry and so sad. He ruined one of the most important nights of my life where I used my brains, my intellect and my design skills to work on an amazing project... my achievements at that job is one of the highlights of my career and my life. And this very disgusting entitled boy’s way of moving around on this earth still to this day tainted a very important night for me.

I’ve been followed home and had someone stand on a bench and peek in my window and watch me undress and change, as I turned around I saw their eyes and it made me gasp and loose my breath and call the cops. The cops took a very long time to come and they said

sorry, we can’t do anything for you.

I have been verbally and physically assaulted by someone I loved.

I’ve had SO much happen to me that I’m leaving out because there isn’t enough room on these INFINITE pages to write about the incidents ~ the looks, the remarks, the BLOCKING me physically in the middle of walking. #METOO

...nevertheless she persisted. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. ENOUGH.

I AM FUCKING TIRED. WOMEN ARE FUCKING TIRED.

I have taken this anger. I been in therapy and I have worked on myself, my self love and boundries to heal my

traumas. I have taken my pain and channeled my rage to speak for all women. I speak for us all.

We are ancient draped in the mystical, the swirling of all knowledge above us to night sky.

We have returned & LOVE is our weapon of choice.

We are Infinite Muses.

We are women, through thousands of years of incarnations. We are your wives, sisters, mothers, daughters, aunts & friends. We live in palaces & we lived in tribes. We wear crowns & we dance to the primal beat of the drums.

And to quote the ennamoring Maya Angelou “But still like dust, I’ll rise”.

Will you stand with me?

Will you stand with us?