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With A WOMAN'S WORTH, Marianne Williamson turns her charismatic voice--and the same empowering, spiritually enlightening wisdom that energized her landmark work, A RETURN TO LOVE-- to exploring the crucial role of women in the world today. Drawing deeply and candidly on her own experiences, the author illuminates her thought-provoking positions on such issues as beauty and age, relationships and sex, children and careers, and the reassurance and reassertion of the feminine in a patriarchal society. Cutting across class, race, religion, and gender, A WOMAN'S WORTH speaks powerfully and persuasively to a generation in need of healing, and in search of harmony.
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With A WOMAN'S WORTH, Marianne Williamson turns her charismatic voice--and the same empowering, spiritually enlightening wisdom that energized her landmark work, A RETURN TO LOVE-- to exploring the crucial role of women in the world today. Drawing deeply and candidly on her own experiences, the author illuminates her thought-provoking positions on such issues as beauty and age, relationships and sex, children and careers, and the reassurance and reassertion of the feminine in a patriarchal society. Cutting across class, race, religion, and gender, A WOMAN'S WORTH speaks powerfully and persuasively to a generation in need of healing, and in search of harmony.
About the Author
A native of Houston, Texas, Marianne Williamson has been lecturing on metaphysics and spirituality since 1983. She founded the meals-on-wheels program Project Angel Food, which has served more than 10 million meals since 1989. She also cofounded the Peace Alliance and serves on the board of directors of the poverty nonprofit RESULTS. She has published 12 books, several of which have been New York Times bestsellers. An internationally acclaimed spiritualist, Williamson has appeared on numerous television programs, such as Good Morning America, The Oprah Winfrey Show, Larry King Live, Charlie Rose, and Bill Maher.
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ONE
Glorious Queens and Slavegirls
The eternal feminine draws us upward.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
It’s very difficult being a woman. It’s very difficult being a man too, I realize, but this is a book about women. Sam Keen wrote a book about men, which he called Fire in the Belly. My friend Tara called me up one day and told me she wanted to write a companion volume, Volcano in the Uterus. I laughed when she said that, but inside I was thinking, and Catastrophes in the Breasts and Terror in the Ovaries …
More women cry, loudly or silently, every fraction of every moment, in every town of every country, than anyone—man or woman—realizes. We cry for our children, our lovers, our parents, and ourselves.
We cry in shame because we feel no right to cry and we cry in peace because we feel it’s time we did cry. We cry in moans and we cry in great yelps. We cry for the world. Yet we think we cry alone.
We feel that no one hears. And we must all listen now. We must hold the crying woman’s hand and minister to her tenderly, or she will turn—this collective feminine shadow self—into a monster who will go unheard no longer. This book is an effort to hear and understand her, in today’s world, as she exists at this moment, imprisoned while still dressed in all her ancient, soiled regalia. She is like a child yet she is not a child. She is our mother, our daughter, our sister, our lover. She needs us now, and we need her.
Womanhood Today is tentative and unsure, a thing defined more by what it isn’t than by what it is. For some women, this is not a problem. They have risen above the complexities of society’s projections and misunderstandings and now fly high above the clouds. For most women, however, the resistances they encountered as they reached for the sky were so great that their wings have now drooped, and they try no longer.
Womanhood is a mass pain of unspoken depth; and when we try to speak it, we’re liable to be told, “There you go—complaining again!”
As long as this is true, not half but all of humanity is obstructed in its journey to our cosmic destination. This destination is far, far away, a place so deep inside us that we have barely glimpsed its outer walls.
This is a book about a woman’s inner life. Here, we are our real selves, while in the outer world we are impostors. We’re not sure why we’re posing, except we have no clue how not to. We have forgotten the part we came here to play. We have lost the key to our own house. We’re hanging out outside the door. The stress of being away so long from home is hurting us, even killing us. We must not stay away; we must find the key. For until we do, we will continue to shrivel—our faces, our breasts, our ovaries, our stories. We are drooping down and falling apart. If we knew how to moan, they would hear us on the moon.
But the dirt around us is moving, making room for tiny sprouts. Like every woman, I know what I know. Something is starting to happen. New things lie in store for the earth, and one of them is us. Womanhood is being recast, and we’re pregnant, en masse, giving birth to our own redemption.
Watch. Wait. Time will unfold and fulfill its purpose. While we wait, we must not go unconscious. We must think and grow. Rejoice and dream, kneel and pray. There is holiness in the air today; modern priestesses are appearing all over. They are who we are, for they are us: friends, therapists, artists, businesswomen, teachers, healers, mothers. Start laughing, girls. We have a new calling.
You can tell who we are: We use whatever our business is as a front for talking about things that really matter. We’re only stuck in this work, you see, because our real work was taken away from us several thousand years ago. We looked on the map, but our town was gone. We looked through the catalog but couldn’t find the course we wanted. It’s as if someone removed our chair but couldn’t take away our longing to sit.
Together we embark on a quest for our own enchantment. It will take us to a place where what is feminine is sacred, as are a lot of other things as well. There we can become who we are meant to be and live the life we are meant to live. But we need to see the lay of the land, and we need to see clearly the way back home.
“What?” you say. “Me, enchanted?” Yes, I say, and don’t act so surprised. You knew when you were little that you were born for something special and no matter what happened to you, that couldn’t be erased. The magic could not be drained from your heart any more than Lady Macbeth could wash the guilt from her hands. Sorry to tell you, but you had it right years ago, and then you forgot. You were born with a mystical purpose. In reading this now, you might remember what it is.
There are women who are enchanted, living here now as there have always been and always will be. They are bearers of the Goddess’s torch, however dim its light may shine. On the inner planes, they are priestesses and queens. They are absolutely powerful; they have made it past the gates. I have known a few, and I have heard of others. And I will tell you all I know, of who they are and how they do it.
At every moment, a woman makes a choice: between the state of the queen and the state of the slavegirl. In our natural state, we are glorious beings. In the world of illusion, we are lost and imprisoned, slaves to our appetites and our will to false power. Our jailer is a three-headed monster: one head our past, one our insecurity, and one our popular culture.
Our past is a story existing only in our minds. Look, analyze, understand, and forgive. Then, as quickly as possible, chuck it.
Our insecurity is inevitable in the absence of personal meaning. Without a sense of connection to deeper, more noble ideas, we are doomed to a desperate struggle for things that fill us up: the job, the relationship, the looks, the body. We are tyrannized by a belief that we are inadequate. No nazi with machine gun could be a more tormenting presence.
The monster’s third head is the pop culture we collectively spend billions of dollars supporting each year. It does not support us in return. Most movies do not love us, most advertising does not love us, most of the fashion industry does not love us, and most rock and roll does not love us (very sad that one—it used to). Like many battered wives, we look endlessly for love in places with no capacity to love us back. We must consciously choose to do this no longer.
Until we do, the monster will keep us locked up in his dungeon. Deep inside us, however, is an inborn escape hatch. It’s a love that doesn’t end or waver or make money off us or play games with us or stomp on our hearts. It’s our spiritual core. Within it, we exist as cosmic royals: mothers, sisters, daughters of the sun and moon and stars. Within this realm, we find God, the Goddess, and our own sweet selves. Laugh at all of this at your emotional peril.
The outside world contains many vicious dreams, and those dreams have a hold on us. I know, I know. But I have heard some spiritual secrets, and so have you if your ears have been open. There are ways to transcend, ways to go forward. We can leave the monster behind. We can find deliverance for our hearts and come home to scented roses.
There is a door, a true one, a passage of emotional opportunity, and we are perfectly capable of sailing through it. Angels are holding it open for all of us. But you must be bold. Sissies can’t see angels, so sissies can’t find the door.
Most women I know are priestesses and healers, although many don’t yet know it, and some never will. We are all of us sisters of a mysterious order.
Several years ago, I found myself waking up at four-fifteen each morning, my eyes popping open as if on cue. Later, I learned that in days of old four-fifteen was considered the witching hour. How perfect, that seemed to me. We would all awaken at the same time and join with one another, and worship, and know.
We still know things. As best we can, we continue to commune. “Is the baby asleep?” “Did you get the job?” “Did he come home?” “Does your pain feel better?” “Have you heard the news?” We begin as friends and then develop a shared realization, conscious or unconscious, that we are bearers of magic and that our circles of support are circles of mystical power. It’s a woman’s prerogative to know of magic, and to practice magic, and to use her knowledge to help the world.
We are used to thinking of Friday the thirteenth as bad luck. In fact, Friday the thirteenth was the day the witches gathered. When the patriarchal system, headed by the early church, began to squelch the power of women, witches were deemed evil, and many great women were deemed witches. Their meeting time, then, was seen as bad luck rather than as what it truly was: a time for women to gather and share energy and pray together and heal.
Our mystical power should not be relegated to the distant past. It still exists. I want mine now, and so does every woman I know. Our power is not evil but good. We must reclaim our goodness as well as our power. Today, the reason we haven’t found our grail, the key to who we are as women, is because we look for it in worlds of false power, the very worlds that took it away from us in the first place. Neither men nor work can restore our lost scepter. Nothing in this world can take us home. Only the radar in our hearts can do that, and when it does, we return to our castles. There we are crowned in gold, and we remember how to laugh, how to love, how to rule.
We can’t look to the world to restore our worth; we’re here to restore our worth to the world. The world outside us can reflect our glory, but it cannot create it. It cannot crown us. Only God can crown us, and he already has.
Glorious Queens and Slavegirls
The eternal feminine draws us upward.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
It’s very difficult being a woman. It’s very difficult being a man too, I realize, but this is a book about women. Sam Keen wrote a book about men, which he called Fire in the Belly. My friend Tara called me up one day and told me she wanted to write a companion volume, Volcano in the Uterus. I laughed when she said that, but inside I was thinking, and Catastrophes in the Breasts and Terror in the Ovaries …
More women cry, loudly or silently, every fraction of every moment, in every town of every country, than anyone—man or woman—realizes. We cry for our children, our lovers, our parents, and ourselves.
We cry in shame because we feel no right to cry and we cry in peace because we feel it’s time we did cry. We cry in moans and we cry in great yelps. We cry for the world. Yet we think we cry alone.
We feel that no one hears. And we must all listen now. We must hold the crying woman’s hand and minister to her tenderly, or she will turn—this collective feminine shadow self—into a monster who will go unheard no longer. This book is an effort to hear and understand her, in today’s world, as she exists at this moment, imprisoned while still dressed in all her ancient, soiled regalia. She is like a child yet she is not a child. She is our mother, our daughter, our sister, our lover. She needs us now, and we need her.
Womanhood Today is tentative and unsure, a thing defined more by what it isn’t than by what it is. For some women, this is not a problem. They have risen above the complexities of society’s projections and misunderstandings and now fly high above the clouds. For most women, however, the resistances they encountered as they reached for the sky were so great that their wings have now drooped, and they try no longer.
Womanhood is a mass pain of unspoken depth; and when we try to speak it, we’re liable to be told, “There you go—complaining again!”
As long as this is true, not half but all of humanity is obstructed in its journey to our cosmic destination. This destination is far, far away, a place so deep inside us that we have barely glimpsed its outer walls.
This is a book about a woman’s inner life. Here, we are our real selves, while in the outer world we are impostors. We’re not sure why we’re posing, except we have no clue how not to. We have forgotten the part we came here to play. We have lost the key to our own house. We’re hanging out outside the door. The stress of being away so long from home is hurting us, even killing us. We must not stay away; we must find the key. For until we do, we will continue to shrivel—our faces, our breasts, our ovaries, our stories. We are drooping down and falling apart. If we knew how to moan, they would hear us on the moon.
But the dirt around us is moving, making room for tiny sprouts. Like every woman, I know what I know. Something is starting to happen. New things lie in store for the earth, and one of them is us. Womanhood is being recast, and we’re pregnant, en masse, giving birth to our own redemption.
Watch. Wait. Time will unfold and fulfill its purpose. While we wait, we must not go unconscious. We must think and grow. Rejoice and dream, kneel and pray. There is holiness in the air today; modern priestesses are appearing all over. They are who we are, for they are us: friends, therapists, artists, businesswomen, teachers, healers, mothers. Start laughing, girls. We have a new calling.
You can tell who we are: We use whatever our business is as a front for talking about things that really matter. We’re only stuck in this work, you see, because our real work was taken away from us several thousand years ago. We looked on the map, but our town was gone. We looked through the catalog but couldn’t find the course we wanted. It’s as if someone removed our chair but couldn’t take away our longing to sit.
Together we embark on a quest for our own enchantment. It will take us to a place where what is feminine is sacred, as are a lot of other things as well. There we can become who we are meant to be and live the life we are meant to live. But we need to see the lay of the land, and we need to see clearly the way back home.
“What?” you say. “Me, enchanted?” Yes, I say, and don’t act so surprised. You knew when you were little that you were born for something special and no matter what happened to you, that couldn’t be erased. The magic could not be drained from your heart any more than Lady Macbeth could wash the guilt from her hands. Sorry to tell you, but you had it right years ago, and then you forgot. You were born with a mystical purpose. In reading this now, you might remember what it is.
There are women who are enchanted, living here now as there have always been and always will be. They are bearers of the Goddess’s torch, however dim its light may shine. On the inner planes, they are priestesses and queens. They are absolutely powerful; they have made it past the gates. I have known a few, and I have heard of others. And I will tell you all I know, of who they are and how they do it.
At every moment, a woman makes a choice: between the state of the queen and the state of the slavegirl. In our natural state, we are glorious beings. In the world of illusion, we are lost and imprisoned, slaves to our appetites and our will to false power. Our jailer is a three-headed monster: one head our past, one our insecurity, and one our popular culture.
Our past is a story existing only in our minds. Look, analyze, understand, and forgive. Then, as quickly as possible, chuck it.
Our insecurity is inevitable in the absence of personal meaning. Without a sense of connection to deeper, more noble ideas, we are doomed to a desperate struggle for things that fill us up: the job, the relationship, the looks, the body. We are tyrannized by a belief that we are inadequate. No nazi with machine gun could be a more tormenting presence.
The monster’s third head is the pop culture we collectively spend billions of dollars supporting each year. It does not support us in return. Most movies do not love us, most advertising does not love us, most of the fashion industry does not love us, and most rock and roll does not love us (very sad that one—it used to). Like many battered wives, we look endlessly for love in places with no capacity to love us back. We must consciously choose to do this no longer.
Until we do, the monster will keep us locked up in his dungeon. Deep inside us, however, is an inborn escape hatch. It’s a love that doesn’t end or waver or make money off us or play games with us or stomp on our hearts. It’s our spiritual core. Within it, we exist as cosmic royals: mothers, sisters, daughters of the sun and moon and stars. Within this realm, we find God, the Goddess, and our own sweet selves. Laugh at all of this at your emotional peril.
The outside world contains many vicious dreams, and those dreams have a hold on us. I know, I know. But I have heard some spiritual secrets, and so have you if your ears have been open. There are ways to transcend, ways to go forward. We can leave the monster behind. We can find deliverance for our hearts and come home to scented roses.
There is a door, a true one, a passage of emotional opportunity, and we are perfectly capable of sailing through it. Angels are holding it open for all of us. But you must be bold. Sissies can’t see angels, so sissies can’t find the door.
Most women I know are priestesses and healers, although many don’t yet know it, and some never will. We are all of us sisters of a mysterious order.
Several years ago, I found myself waking up at four-fifteen each morning, my eyes popping open as if on cue. Later, I learned that in days of old four-fifteen was considered the witching hour. How perfect, that seemed to me. We would all awaken at the same time and join with one another, and worship, and know.
We still know things. As best we can, we continue to commune. “Is the baby asleep?” “Did you get the job?” “Did he come home?” “Does your pain feel better?” “Have you heard the news?” We begin as friends and then develop a shared realization, conscious or unconscious, that we are bearers of magic and that our circles of support are circles of mystical power. It’s a woman’s prerogative to know of magic, and to practice magic, and to use her knowledge to help the world.
We are used to thinking of Friday the thirteenth as bad luck. In fact, Friday the thirteenth was the day the witches gathered. When the patriarchal system, headed by the early church, began to squelch the power of women, witches were deemed evil, and many great women were deemed witches. Their meeting time, then, was seen as bad luck rather than as what it truly was: a time for women to gather and share energy and pray together and heal.
Our mystical power should not be relegated to the distant past. It still exists. I want mine now, and so does every woman I know. Our power is not evil but good. We must reclaim our goodness as well as our power. Today, the reason we haven’t found our grail, the key to who we are as women, is because we look for it in worlds of false power, the very worlds that took it away from us in the first place. Neither men nor work can restore our lost scepter. Nothing in this world can take us home. Only the radar in our hearts can do that, and when it does, we return to our castles. There we are crowned in gold, and we remember how to laugh, how to love, how to rule.
We can’t look to the world to restore our worth; we’re here to restore our worth to the world. The world outside us can reflect our glory, but it cannot create it. It cannot crown us. Only God can crown us, and he already has.
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They say people come into your life at a time when you need them most. That's what happened here. I had seen Marianne Williamson on Oprah quite a few times over the years. I don't remember what brought me to this book but I sure am glad it did. I listened to it and read it. The words touched me and gave me an insight into myself and my woman hood that I had not ever considered before. This is a MUST read for women! I have purchased several and given them as gifts
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As a man with spiritual inclinations I though this book was phenomenal and really important for men to read. I am a student of a course in miracles and loved 'A Return to Love" so I wanted to read this book about women. First of all many men these days seem bitter at women and dating. Some men even think it is easier being a women. After reading this book, you can make a case how it is just as difficult being a woman. Williamson relates how the advertising media feed women messages how they are not pretty enough or even good enough. Even some rock n roll music disparages women. Some bitter men today are frustrated at the dating scene and feel lonely, disenfranchised and empty. However Williamson writes about the loneliness and alienation in this culture many women feel and how much many women desire a relationship with a man. Williamson writes how women have to find inner peace first and love themselves before they could attract a health man. If you reverse the genders the same could be said about men. Much of this book what is said about women can be said about men. I was awestruck at how Williamson mentions that many women (and I would say men as well) actually choose to date unhealthy partners because dating a healthy spiritual person could shine a light into ourselves that we are afraid to look at. I call these people "bottom feeders", dating unhealthy people so they can feel better than themselves. For example, a so called "spiritual" man who chooses a woman based solely on her looks/physique but she offers nothing expansive to him just so he can date a "trophy". It could also be a "spiritual" woman who chooses to date a biker "bad boy" with nothing expansive offer but excitement and testosterone.
I would love as man to recommend or give this book to every woman I know but in reality this book will probably not resonate with many women. This is for a highly evolved person who is seeking a stronger inner life. This could be an intimidating book for a lot of people. Williamson calls women to be Priestesses and talks about feminine spiritual power. She mentions before our patriarchal culture emerged as it is today, women were revered for their spiritual power even by men. What I find so important after reading this book is the healing power between the sexes. It seems today that many men and women are getting bitter towards the opposite sex perhaps because many have been hurt in the dating/romance game as it is or have had bad experiences with parent or so called role models of the opposite sex in childhood. The anonymity of the internet has opened the door for hateful forums and websites from so called Mens Rights Activists bashing women. There are even a few "radical feminist" websites with some hateful comments towards men. If all men could read this book, they will see how it is extremely difficult to be a woman in our society when you are fed messages that you are not worthy. In fact unmarried women as Williamson points out are deemed "spinsters" or "old maids" while unmarried men are known just as bachelors. Look at the double standard that terminology. I think that if many men who have given up dating or are bitter at women read this book, they will become more compassionate toward the plight of women in our culture. What an extraordinary book about having the courage to go within to our deepest souls and be honest with ourselves, and ultimately make the world a more loving place for all.
I would love as man to recommend or give this book to every woman I know but in reality this book will probably not resonate with many women. This is for a highly evolved person who is seeking a stronger inner life. This could be an intimidating book for a lot of people. Williamson calls women to be Priestesses and talks about feminine spiritual power. She mentions before our patriarchal culture emerged as it is today, women were revered for their spiritual power even by men. What I find so important after reading this book is the healing power between the sexes. It seems today that many men and women are getting bitter towards the opposite sex perhaps because many have been hurt in the dating/romance game as it is or have had bad experiences with parent or so called role models of the opposite sex in childhood. The anonymity of the internet has opened the door for hateful forums and websites from so called Mens Rights Activists bashing women. There are even a few "radical feminist" websites with some hateful comments towards men. If all men could read this book, they will see how it is extremely difficult to be a woman in our society when you are fed messages that you are not worthy. In fact unmarried women as Williamson points out are deemed "spinsters" or "old maids" while unmarried men are known just as bachelors. Look at the double standard that terminology. I think that if many men who have given up dating or are bitter at women read this book, they will become more compassionate toward the plight of women in our culture. What an extraordinary book about having the courage to go within to our deepest souls and be honest with ourselves, and ultimately make the world a more loving place for all.
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I have read a return to love and I am very familiar with her work. I have listened to this book about 4 times. The message in this book in transforming and very uplifting. If you're trying to tape into your Devine Feminine, trying to return back to loving you, please get this book you won't be disappointed. I have even recommended this book to a friend and she loved it.
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This book was life hanging for me!!! I have read it more times than any other book. As a matter of fact, iv listened to it on audio at least 3 times front to back, and iv used it as a reference point when I need to have a more enlightened and loving mindset about things in my life. Her words have a way of taking me from chaos to peace in no time. I believe this is the gospel of a positive feminist mindset. I have bought three copies at this point and given them to friends I believe need to hear her life changing message. It’s never too late To start believing in yourself .❤️
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Reviewed in the United States on January 23, 2018
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This is a perception changing book. Marianne speaks with a deep personal knowledge, which makes you overcome the initial ego response of “that’s so far fetched, I never think/do that, no that’s not right”. This is filled with such valuable information. I initially listened to it on audible and am now buying the book for easier daily reference. Yes, it’s THAT good.
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Reviewed in the United States on May 4, 2017
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I'm still not sure why I bought this book. But when I read it, I exhale in relief at almost every page. Finally, a woman is being honest about what life is like living in a society with other women and men. It's a lot like reading an essay, but it's a beautiful one.
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Reviewed in the United States on September 6, 2019
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I was really excited to read this book but I found it a bit boring. I like the concept but I felt it was someone writing their own thoughts down in a journal and was very repetitive. The first chapter was very interesting and she get her point across and makes you think about things differently, but as you keep reading, you realize its the same thing over and over. My goal was to finish reading the entire book, hoping to be amazed by the time I got to the end, but unfortunately, finishing this book was a struggle for me.
Reviewed in the United States on November 1, 2000
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A spiritual look into our self-realization as women. A book for both women and men to acknowledge their feminine powers of compassion, healing, nurturing and intuition. A wonderful call to women to actualize their roles in relationships, family, society and on earth. Marianne's insight is profound and encompassing. I will definitely share this book with other women who I encounter. I have been so moved and filled by her ideas about women's worth that I intend to share those ideas with as many other Filipina women I speak to at conferences and workshops.
This book may at first be hard to digest but as you expand your awareness to a Universal level then the meanings all begin to make sense. Detractors may view this book as anti-men, but this is not the case when you read the book and understand it. On the contrary, she does speak of a balance between both masculine and feminine and a balance between the contributions of men and women within societies that flourished. Read pages 15 to 16 fully and digest the words before you make your own assessment of her meaning. Her book is not anti-men but rather anti-male domination which also means anti-imbalance.
Find out what all of us raving reviewers are talking about. for yourself. Get this book!
This book may at first be hard to digest but as you expand your awareness to a Universal level then the meanings all begin to make sense. Detractors may view this book as anti-men, but this is not the case when you read the book and understand it. On the contrary, she does speak of a balance between both masculine and feminine and a balance between the contributions of men and women within societies that flourished. Read pages 15 to 16 fully and digest the words before you make your own assessment of her meaning. Her book is not anti-men but rather anti-male domination which also means anti-imbalance.
Find out what all of us raving reviewers are talking about. for yourself. Get this book!
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Dawn
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Inspirational wee book about rediscovering and reconnecting to your inner Goddess. Loads of snappy and quotable statements, some great rants, a bit too much God, but a very enjoyable read.
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I love this book. It is real and all women should have a copy.
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Excellent, I would highly recommend this book
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on December 16, 2012Verified Purchase
Excellent, I really love this book, it is so interesting and makes a lot of sense. I am learning a lot from this and would definitely recommend this book very highly
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