So here’s a thing… The other week in my weekly love letter I changed a section that used to be called Links of Interest to Rebellious Woman I Adore. The purpose of that section has always been to introduce other women’s thoughts and work to my readers, and that weekend as I was writing the letter it just felt it was time to name the section what I’ve always intended it to be:: a way for us all to become connected and to learn from each other.
I’ve been told by some marketing “gurus” (no one I am currently working with) that putting links to anything that isn’t on my personal site would be detrimental to my work. That it is a big no-no to share the work of my “competition” (notice the quotes). That sharing others words or classes or products would detract from my own.
This advice has always felt wrong to me. It it counter to everything I believe about healing and connection and revolution and loving ourselves and shifting the paradigm. So, against the advice of “experts” I followed my gut and heart and values.
Because here’s a thing: The women I share are not my “competition.” They are my COMRADES. They are my sisters in shaking up the status quo and burning all these bullshit messages and ways of being down.
I believe there are a thousand million different ways to heal our wounds. My work is only one of those ways. And it may or may not work for any given person on any given day in any given moment.
My work, my *life,* is dedicated to healing wounding. To guiding each of us to stand taller and feel comfortable in our own skin (because it really is illegal to wear someone else’s). To love our Self and give ourselves compassion and respect.
I cannot do this work alone. I cannot change our patriarchal cultural training by myself. So I seek out other women who also do this work, in their way, with their voice. And when I find them and get to know them and believe in them and their work, I will shout their names from the rooftops for everyone to hear and know and explore.
We are all in this together. Not a one of us can burn all this shit down by ourselves, AND when we start putting each of our own individual sparks together, the fires will ROAR.
Let me repeat:: Other women are not my competition (nor yours). They are my COMRADES and TOGETHER we will burn it all down and rebuild from the rubble and ashes.
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