This isn’t a letter to 'forgive' anyone, for I believe that you taught me valuable things. But isn’t it time to release old ways of relating to each other?
What if our hearts could use this break to take the space left by a lover or friend and fill it with you, so that your heart could be more full of you?
Midway through the lengthy introductions, my timely menstrual interruption came like an anatomy lesson on leadership: feminist politics infused with blood.
I could take some time, gaze into the night, into the earth, into the darkness... into myself, and not only see and receive what is there, but to trust it..
I want this daring to slow down amidst chaos... to reach for one another to say, “Hello, I am here, I don’t have the answer, but I will stand with you.”