“Woman has to understand her role. Her role is not to worship god; Her role is to be the very self of God. Her oneness can affect and open every heart.” -Yogi Bhajan
Women. Tears. Overwhelm. Them. Us. Together. Labia everywhere. Women with their lovers, their friends, their grandfathers. Women with their babies, their grown children. Women everywhere.
Women holding and loving each other.
Women hugging and saying thank you, I see you, I honor you.
Women saying I am here to comfort you and fight with you. To #resist. I see you and you see me and we will not be defeated.
Women enveloping each other in empowering, divine, loving grace.
Marching towards the revolution knowing that our oneness is where the power lies.
Women kissing, praying, eating, nourishing our bodies and our souls as one. Engaging in compassionate surrender as we come together to recognize the joy in our collective hearts. As we create the physical manifestation of the knowledge that we are always held by the divine feminine and they will never be able to cut the very cord that ties us to the divine mother earth.
Women together in awe and strength from babe to crone.
Women united on every continent around our sacred earth from giant metropolis to one horse town, from sea to shining sea, north-south-east-west. Women converging in a mass of feminine power to share in their stories and wisdom.
To march in the united purpose of humanity and shared strength.
Together we are #TheResistance and we are united in #GracefulRevolution
I believe in a new brand of advocacy where we humble ourselves to our shortcomings and engage in acts of graceful revolution that bring light to the true reality of people’s lives. I believe that if we engage people in their own spaces, teach them to look at injustices as moments that touch their own lives, if we give them the knowledge of the power structure, if we give them the tools to infiltrate its membrane, then change will take place in America.
This is the Graceful Revolution.