|Some have called your body a vessel,
a vessel for the use of man,
to serve him, please him,
amuse him, gratify him.
But you are not a vessel.
And you were not placed here for the use of men,
nor the service of men.
You are Guardian of Sacred Mysteries;
Emissary of Eternity; Angel of Immortality.
Your flesh is the living embodiment of Sacred Mystery.
No man may defile it, no matter what is done to you.
Man may only defile the things of man.
And you are not of man.
You are neither his pet nor his property,
nor his servant,
nor his slave.
Some speak of "male privilege,"
of money, rank, honor, power, fame,
But which of these entitlements bears comparison
to the privilege of bringing forth life?
Which to the honor of being bonded to the Universe?
Which to the power of Creation?
Some speak of such petty things,
one wonders at the smallness of it.
You have a divine purpose.
Your physical being is an instrument of this.
Your awareness, emotions, sensitivity,
intuition, relatedness, these are divine gifts.
These can save the world from its insanity.
You are the Sacred Light of the World.
You are the Keeper of Creation.
You are here to serve Me,
be of Me.
To no other master do you belong.