The fact that some people seem to be blind to the magic women bring into this world just feels completely unreal and absolutely baffles me every time. It just tramples any reason or logic, if you are into that, not to mention nature’s universal laws themselves. You as a person, your existence is proof that women are, in the true meaning of the word, Goddesses. They create, they nourish, grow, and transform. Nothing about women is ordinary. Everything is magical, perfectly aligned, transcending reality in the way only nature, Mother Nature, is able to.

If you’re skeptical, however, I get it. I don’t, but I do. That being said, I would like to give my two cents regarding this conversation, inspired by the best, most magical woman I know. I am of course talking about my mother, the one who taught me everything I now know, even if I am pretty sure she’s not even aware of some of those things. The woman who has held me and supported me every step of the way, from the very first moment in this life, not just by being there but by enchanting the blueprint of my life as a woman on my very soul, so I can fly and reach whatever magical realm I want, even when I am on my own.

I am sure that you have come, at least once in your life on social media, across those videos with “I love my mom,” and then they show a montage of different cartoon characters and their moms. Those videos always melt my heart, because they hit something at my very core, the fabric of which all of us are fashioned, love in its purest form. My aunt used to say that mothers are the most cherished and the most burdened, and the older I get, the more I see the depths of this saying. We love our mothers with what we could almost call a selfish love, whereas they give us in return the purest, most selfless form of love there is.

I am aware that is not always the case, that there are women who abandon their children or mistreat them, but those are other, such nuanced stories that I don’t think we could cover in just a blog post, or even ten for that matter. You could say that the mother talk here is almost an archetypical one. It comes from my experience, but I am pretty sure that everyone can find a part of it that resonates with their personal experiences.

Now, going back to my aunt’s saying, while it holds a special place in my heart, there is a fraction of me that disagrees with the martyrdom aspect of it. There was not a single moment in my life when my mom didn’t make me feel loved, cherished, or special. I always felt like the center of her world, and now, having reached a certain age, I have come to realize that this is where her magic lies. My mom is a career woman and has been for as long as I can remember, yet she was always there for me. She made it almost seem easy, balancing everything in life, floating, always knowing the right thing to say and the right thing to do. It was always as if time ran differently in her world, but now I know that’s the magic that women hold. My mom never said she didn’t have time to play or spend time with me. What she did do was wave her wand and turn even the most mundane household chores into literal child’s play. So we were able to spend time together while also getting things done, and now, looking back, the times we played those little games of ours remain some of the dearest memories I hold in my heart. Even simple moments, like watching our nightly show together, now awaken a wave of nostalgia and unconditional love that I only feel when I am with her.

My mom chose to stay true to herself and her values while going through motherhood, and that is what I respect most about her, both as a mother and as a woman. By setting boundaries and investing time in herself, she set an example for me and my sister of how to never lose ourselves and lead our life from a place of love and compassion that begins with self love and self respect. That is maybe one of the most important lessons I have learned from her. In order to fill the cup of the people I love, I have to fill my cup first.

You see, when we think of women, when we think of mothers, we also tend to only consider the soft, tender, nurturing part, which often makes it easy for some to label us as weak. However, there is nothing stronger in this life than a woman, than the love of a mother. Women are the backbone of everything, the very essence of existence. Without them, there would be nothing. I don’t even care about posts like “life without the invention of women,” because there would be no life without women. A woman broke her body in two so you can be here and then went on with her life like nothing has happened. If that’s not strength then I don’t know what is. Only because we normalized it doesn’t mean it’s not supernatural.

Women would do extraordinary things for the people they love and that’s exactly why I think women should rule the world. Their power comes from love, an infinite resource, not from ego or greed. They are not only physically strong, but they are also mentally strong, and if we were to talk about emotional strength, well, they are just on another level.

I want to end this by saying that strength comes in many forms, but in each woman there is at least one of them. No matter where you are in life or what you think of yourself, I invite you to take a moment this week to sit with yourself for a little while, to take a look inside and uncover your strength. Bring it to light, let it shine on your life, and your steps will never falter again.

We are women and that’s what makes us strong.