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The Power of She!

A friend had this on her FB status:

I am not hot or gorgeous. I don’t have an amazing figure or a flat stomach. I’m far from being considered a model, but I’m ME. I eat food, have curves, love my PJ’s, and will go out without make up on. I’m random and crazy, and I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not. I am who I am, love me or not, It won’t change ME! Ladies put this on your status if your proud of who you are.

I say to hell with that! I am hot, I am gorgeous. My figure is perfect. No, I don’t have a flat stomach, and I’m far from being considered a model. I’m a mom. And I kick ass! 😀

It’s about time we stop criticizing ourselves. Don’t buy into what the media tells you beauty is. Beauty is honesty. Beauty is loving who you are for who you are. THAT is hot. THAT is gorgeous. Love yourself, but don’t do so with apologies.  Be proud of who you are, but don’t undercut that by leading with “I am not hot or gorgeous.”  Doesn’t that defeat the whole freakin’ purpose?

The media may try to dictate to us what is “hot”, what is “gorgeous”.  But don’t let them.  Don’t allow them to define you.

I’m a size fifteen, and I’m 5’0″.  According to the media I’m not worth looking at, but you know what?  They’re so beyond wrong!  So flipping beyond wrong that it amazes me.  I may have a “mother’s apron”, but you know what?  I’M A MOM!!!  That doesn’t take away from my beauty, it only adds to it.

Join me in celebrating all that women are, all that we can be.  All that the public media would edit out.

Women are strong.  Women are smart.  Women are beautiful.  Women are amazing.  Women are diverse.

This project is about celebrating women, for all that we are.

Together, myself and artist Zacery Volpe will seek to find unity through diversity.  Strength in the face of the media’s insistence of inferiority.

Interested?  Drop me a line.  This project is about celebrating women (and that is decidedly NOT limited to cis women) in all our many facets.

You are strong.  You are beautiful.  You are amazing…  and don’t ever forget it!

As I’ve said many times, and will say many times more:  I Believe in the Power of She!

 

Embarrassed to wear the Feminist badge

Today is the first time I’ve actually been embarrassed to wear the feminist label.  For the first time.  And it royally sucks.

There seems to be this tribe of feminists floating around out there that is spouting all sorts of nasty, hate-filled drivel.  The kind of crap that second-wave man-hating feminists became known for.  But this time?  This time it’s aimed at our sisters.

I’m sorry, but the day that third-wave feminism (which is all about supporting women in all their choices, believing in freedom, and the right to independence and freedom from persecution) turns into some crazy-assed fourth-wave anti-trans movement is the day I’m out.

No, I won’t link to the article that brought this whole movement to my attention…  but after finding it (through a link someone shared on facebook, a link someone actually recommended) I just kept finding more of it.  And it brought so much pain to my heart.  Seriously.  How can these women be so completely off the mark and not see it?

Feminism is about loving your fellow womyn.  Supporting them.  Caring for them.  Encouraging them.  Empowering them.  Knowing that together we can (and have) changed the world.  And regardless of what sex organs a person was born with, a woman is a woman is a woman.  It’s not about what parts you have or don’t have.  It’s about WHO YOU ARE.  My Trans-Sisters are my sisters, they are not brothers in drag, and they deserve every bit of respect, support, love, care, encouragement, and empowerment that every other woman does.

A few weeks ago I gave a talk at one of our local high schools.  I asked the students what the word gender actually meant.  Most didn’t have a clue, but one young person said “It’s about how you see the world”.  And that makes a whole lot of sense to me.  Gender really is about your point of view.  How you see yourself, and how you fit into society.  That is what makes a person a woman.  It’s not her breasts, her vulva or vagina, it’s not whether she has a womb or not, and it’s not her chromosomes either.  It’s about how she fits in her own skin.  How she sees herself.  How she views herself.  How she fits into her world.  And that, my friends, is why I see no reason to include the prefix “trans”.  It’s not that it’s a dirty word, it’s just that it’s unnecessary.

Women deserve your respect.  ALL women.  And if there are some who, behind the guise of a new feminist movement, don’t get that?  Well, they can go…  Okay, editing myself here…  They can just take a freakin’ jump off one of the many bridges here in Saskatoon.

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