My Strength Is In My Womahood

What do you do when all you perceive contradicts, what you know to be right? When your ancestors fought for privileges that you never were required to share. Meanwhile life is requiring you to allocate the equity that you are so unfamiliar with rationing. I get it, it’s complicated! In such a conflicting climate, where females are fighting for women’s rights; there is still a silent divide. It’s hidden behind spouses, concealed beneath salaries, nestled in the quaint neighborhoods we choose to reside in + the spaces we decide to occupy with the friends we choose to appease. I get it; its layered!

Women have the power to change the trajectory of our political climate; yet we don’t have the confidence to choose our womanhood. We are conflicted + as we slowly awaken to the power we always had. It’s the power struggle + the will to relinquish it. It’s being engrained with ignorance + socialized with privilege. It’s being dominated by the legacy of our fathers + grandfathers while shrinking under their legacy of power because it’s all you know. Its succumbing to these unfortunate realities for fear of disappointing the legacy of being a white woman + what it means to the legacy of white men. I get it; it’s not even conscious.

I believe in our hearts we desire to choose our womanhood + stand up to the fragile egos of insecure men + political affiliations that only divide + conservative backgrounds that only oppress us. Make no mistake, it took courage for Lisa Murkowski to choose her womanhood during a male dominated trial that only taunted the sacredness of women who had long been disrespected. When we dare to choose our womanhood in an effort to see true equality only then can we truly make a difference.  We have to decide what is important rather what is convenient. Change is costly not because of what we will gain; but rather the pain of realizing what we didn’t want others to have.