One Of The Most Radical Things Women

What Happened With Cancer Was That I Just Became A Body. There Was Nothing Else But Body For A Month. I Was Chemo'd And Operated On And Cut And Poked. At First It Was Really Horrifying And Scary, And Then It Was Just,wow. You're In Your Body. This Is Body!

We Can't Walk Where We Want To Walk Or Be Who We Want To Be Or Dress The Way We Want To Dress Or Go Anywhere Any Time Of Day. I Am Talking About The Freedom That Comes With Just Knowing That You're Okay, And That You Have Value And You Have Identity, And You Don't Have To Keep Proving Yourself.

When You Listen To Other Women’s Stories, You Begin To Understand Your Own Better, And You Begin To Find Ways Back Through And With Each Other.

Wouldn't It Be Incredible If Everyone Could Be Purged, Somehow, Of The Projected Not-them Badness That They Internalized And Perhaps Have Acted Out Because Their Souls Have Been So Damaged? Wouldn't It Be Incredible If Everyone Could Find The Joy That Comes With Committing To Our Own Goodness? Perhaps We Would Stop Dividing Ourselves Into Malignancies Of Various Forms.

There Is A Beautiful Expression In Nicaragua: "struggle Is The Highest Form Of Song". I Love That. We Are In The Struggle. It's Like A River. Once You Step Into It You Become The River. It's Not, You Go Out And Click On A Couple Of Charities That You Believe In, March In The Women's March, And You're Done. Struggle Becomes Your Life, Transforming A Paradigm That Is Based On Domination Into A Paradigm Of Co-operation. Fighting For The Liberation Of Women, Of People Of Color, Of Indigenous People, Of Lgbtq Communities. Fighting To Protect Immigrants And Assuring The Safety Of Refugees.