Happy Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere.
Our Sun is at its furthest north position in the sky
and that means long luscious days filled with light. Enjoy!
Pause and take a few moments to honor the Sun, bringer of light and life.
I am pondering all the #BadassWomen who came before me, demanding equality and justice for all…
Susan B Anthony and Alice Paul, jailed for demanding women be allowed to vote,
Margaret Sanger, jailed for distributing birth control to poor women of all colors,
belle hooks writing eloquently about all forms of oppression,
Gloria Steinem and Coretta Scott King co-founding NOW,
Shirley Chisholm, the first black woman to win a seat in Congress,
Ruth Bader Ginsburg working for women’s justice for decades,
Audre Lorde raising her pen for lesbian sexuality…
The list goes on and on. None of them were perfect women, and they all faced doubts and struggles. But all of them spoke and acted from a sense of deep conviction. And all of them were #BadassWomen. And they changed the world.
I am so GRATEFUL that these women spoke their truth and paved the way to get us this far. And the work continues.
I’m only just beginning to learn upon whose backs
my life has been built;
whose blood has been shed for mine to live;
who has been displaced for me to stand where I stand.
Every time I learn something new,
my knees want to buckle in disgust,
in shame, guilt and shock for the nameless horrors
that have become the raw silk from which we have sewn
our flags and our sashes.
I read on
I watch on
I listen on
I pray on,
determined like a madwoman
drinking glass after glass of hope
slurring speech and singing obnoxiously loud
in praise of life,
for even as we walk streets paved with bones of the deceased,
our hands carry seeds for another time,
and even if it takes fifteen generations for them to flower and fruit
I want my bones to pave those roads
our great great great great grandchildren can walk
barefoot, hand in hand, singing songs that tell
of the names and stories of the plants, people,
and animals they belong to,
knowing too the blood that has been shed for them to arrive
in a land worth descending from, one beyond my imagination…
…I want this so badly.
I barely know where to begin,
“Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn.
The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices
and the acceptance of love back in our hearts.
Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth.
To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others,
is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things.
Meaning lies in us.”