Happy International Women's Day →
we say it every year — we say why on earth do we celebrate our mothers once a year when we can honor them daily? but we don’t honor mothers daily. we continue to live in a world that guarantees the subjugation, exploitation, and desecration of the mother. we continue to live in a world which bites the hands that feed it, which sucks dry the lactating tit that nourishes and sustains it. we not only don’t honor the mother, we treat her like a subhuman. we don’t afford the mother real space to chase unfulfilled desires, to savor the remnants of her earliest, wildest dreams. we have tamed the mother. the mother’s carnality has been driven underground. the mother lives in the shadows of a planet in denial. the mother gives and gives and gives and, she tells us, she’s willing to give some more. she says she is working, sacrificing, working, praying, sacrificing. she says these things will someday culminate in a reverberation that hits the souls of every sentient being. the message will be clear, she says. the great deficit of care cannot be mended without a shift in consciousness. the great deficit of care cannot be mended until every sentient being resurrects their own wellspring of maternity. it is in this way that we truly honor the mother. it is in this way that we finally begin to accept the powers of our own tenderness. it is in this way that we embrace the traces of our mothers within us.
I think I’m just going to start saying “I want to lead a revolution” when people ask me what I want to do after college.
"if you are struggling in your art, it may mean your creativity does not trust you. how many times has it begged you to be free (out of love), and how many times have you told it no (out of fear.) nothing will flow until you heal this relationship."