The Curse

 

Back in Genesis, after Eve ate the fruit, a curse followed—not just sweat and toil, but something deeper. “Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you.” That one line has echoed through centuries like a haunting refrain, used to justify patriarchy, submission, and silence. But what if that curse wasn’t a life sentence?

What if it was a starting point?

That curse wasn’t a command. It was a consequence. It marked the beginning of humanity’s separation from divine alignment, and it played out as control, domination, and spiritual hierarchy, especially for women. It wasn't God’s desire for us. It was what happened without alignment. And the moment we begin healing, we start reversing it.

The more a woman heals—emotionally, spiritually, and physically—the less that curse sticks. The more she reconnects to her voice, worth, and sovereignty, the less she bends under someone else’s rule. She begins to remember who she is, not as an afterthought to Adam, but as a divine creation in her own right.

This is why personal growth is sacred.

Healing is rebellion. Self-love is revolution. And every time a woman says “no more,” every time she chooses wholeness over codependence and reclaims her time, her boundaries, her truth—she steps out of the curse and back into divine alignment.

This isn’t just about Eve. It’s about all of us who’ve ever been told to sit down, be quiet, obey.

We’re not cursed anymore.

We’re rising.

So if you're on that journey—healing, unlearning, rebuilding—keep going. You're not crazy. You're not rebellious. You're remembering. And every step forward is a step away from the curse and toward the light.

Girl, you’re doin’ just fine.