Learning from women vs. men
Most of my teachers are men. But women teach me without trying:
Men teach me concepts and ideas of the mind. The intellect, ways to structure and concept ideas, teachings…if you see my list of books and resources it’s very of the mind .
But women teach me about embodied ways of being. The energy, the felt sense, the unseen ways of our experiences. I have learnt so much from them without their trying. Most of my knowing from them they have taught me just by “being”. They live the teaching - vs. speak to it.
For me, men’s teachings have given me structure, frameworks, and ways to analyze the world through intellect and reason. They explain, define and conceptualize, offering a roadmap for success, a way to navigate the external world through thought, discipline and logic.
And for that, I am deeply grateful.
Men have been my teachers in the realm of ideas (women too, of course). But, they have taught me things like how to think critically and how to articulate complex thoughts.
But when I think about the wisdom that has moved me the most, the kind that has landed in my body rather than just in my mind, I realize… women have been my greatest teachers.
And the funny thing? Most of them weren’t even trying to teach me.
Women teach by being.
Their lessons are woven into the way they live—the way they move through the world with grace, intuition and an unshakable knowing that defies explanation.
Women have taught me how to trust the quiet pull of my inner voice, how to soften without losing power, how to lead from the heart (rather than just the head).
They remind me that strength isn’t just found in action but in stillness, in knowing when to push forward and when to surrender.
I have watched women embody resilience without making a speech about it. I have seen them transform pain into art, heartbreak into wisdom and the most ordinary moments into something sacred. It makes me emotional to even write this.
They don’t just talk about self-love; they live it.
In the way they care for their bodies, in the way they set their boundaries, in the way they choose rest over burnout without guilt. They are not seeking external validation for their worth; they know it is already within them.
This is the kind of knowing that isn’t learned through study—it is remembered through presence.
I think of the women I know who make space—for themselves, for others, for life to unfold as it’s meant to.
The ones who listen with their full presence, who offer warmth without expectation, who hold joy and grief in the same breath.
I think of the women who have held me, literally and figuratively, when I needed it most. Who didn’t try to fix or advise but simply made me feel safe in their presence.
We live in a world that prioritizes intellect over intuition, action over being, logic over emotion. But some lessons can’t be explained—they have to be felt.
This is the wisdom of the feminine.
There is something about the way women carry wisdom. They don’t have to declare their knowledge—it exists in the way they move through life.
For example: It’s in the quiet strength of a mother who sacrifices without complaint. In the way a woman turns heartbreak into poetry, grief into healing, endings into new beginnings. In the way they hold others, not with answers, but with presence.
We don’t always recognize this as learning because it’s not always obvious. It isn’t always something that can be measured.
But it changes us.
We absorb it.
Not through words but through witnessing.
Not through studying but through being in its presence.
And maybe that’s the point.
Not all knowledge is meant to be dissected and analyzed. Some wisdom is meant to be absorbed—breathed in like air.
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Last thought: I wonder how many women don’t even realize they are the teachers—you’re one of them, I am certain.
How many of you don’t recognize the impact you have, simply by existing in your fullness.
Today, I hope you remember this truth.