It's the last day of Women's History month, and I've been thinking about all the history that I wasn't taught growing up; of women's struggles to create and sustain space for themselves within a patriarchal system, of the resilient lives of women of color and indigenous women who have worked and known the land that I stand on in ways that I cannot know, of women who are not recognized as women by our culture.
How do we reclaim our histories, together? How do we understand ourselves to be uniquely positioned to take action forward, within our bodies, within this unique moment in time? How do we look to the future when we are still grawking with the pain of the past that manifests in our bodies?
A line of Suzanne Vega's song 'Knight Moves' sprang to my mind: "She would rather be a riddle, but she keeps challenging the future with a profound lack of history."
As a white cis woman, my body is an entanglement of privileges and oppression. This is a web I am forever untangling; some days slow and patient, others frustrated and exhausted. But in this work of untangling, from somewhere far and deep within me, women I've never met are trying to introduce themselves to me and tell me their stories. I pray I listen to their wisdom and humbly learn.