…to the women determined to restore the divine to where it has been pummeled out of memory,
where denial is so calcified that our beauty is last to be seen in economics and science and law—
laws that are too small for what our bodies know to be true.
The most powerful possible Yes to women
…to the dark, the spacious, the sweet, the jaded, the women who live as certain as light rays,
who renovate broken boardrooms and policies with justified anger and overwhelming Love—
Love of inclusion, of ecology, of bone solid Truth—Love of Love.
For those who do not have a Yes, I will share mine.
Because, I can be radiant with my power—from the erotic to the cash.
I can fight my pain in public, choose my lovers, work my genius into shelter and endless comforts.
I am free to heal and so I must braid myself to
those whose bodies are stolen, where mine has always been free;
whose ideals cannot even be whispered, where mine have been invited…
The most powerful possible Yes to these women.
For the women who use privilege like a drug, for the ones so wounded that they wound,
for the ones who squander their influence because it’s too much work to come down and meet the pain of the world…
we need to gift the most powerful possible Yes to these women
The elders, the curanderas, the suffragettes, the midwives of children and art and culture,
the ones we call slut and Saint and CEO—
all with a voice