It's Women's History Month, and we wanted to write a love letter to our sistas.
Beautiful women raised to embody strength and resilience. Told to rely on no one, to work hard, and in the world of employment, we should compete against each other. Power encased in social discourses and language painfully labelling what is acceptable and not acceptable standards constantly waged against every word we use, every decision we make and, above all, the use of our voices.
We are fed messages of not being good enough or not worthy enough to receive emotional and human validation. So it is no surprise that sometimes, when we look at each other, it might feel like we are staring into a mirror of negative self-hood, making it difficult to witness our beauty and power.
The narrative, however, is never fixed because each moment is an opportunity to normalise genuine care and compassion for each other. We no longer need to perpetuate the negative cycle of pain through competing against each other, resentment for success that are not our own and judgement against our choices because we are human and beautifully flawed.
The system isn't broken. The system is doing exactly what it was built to do.
We are all uniquely different, and when we walk through the world acknowledging this difference as beauty, we produce a new kind of power grounded in compassion, respect, empathy and kindness.
We can unapologetically reclaim our beauty, our masculinity, femininity and sexuality.
We can recreate the story transforming the power once waged against us as a tool to cultivate genuine respect, love and empowerment.
We are not each other's enemy. We are mothers, sisters, aunts, trans women and wives. We are the family we choose and the ones bonded in blood.
Those who came before us sacrificed their bodies and voices in the hope that we would be stronger and better. That we might continue the story they started because the fight is never-ending.
Power will always be in the background pulling, provoking and inciting a division between us, constantly trying to convince us through the classification of "perfect" bodies, the "perfect" job that we should not seek solidarity in the arms of one another.
Today let's celebrate those around us and those we have met through intentional acts of kindness. Pour healing loving words into those who need it and fiercely protect those who are vulnerable and need our support.
With Love always
Mon & Nai