photo credit: IG @julianoni for teen vogue
It’s that time of the month again—and no I don’t mean “that” time of the month. 😏 I mean that point in time when the world pauses for even a moment to say “yay, us...we’ve made such great leaps and bounds in the systematic oppression we were birthed in” that WE birthed in...So this is for you, the young girl in Harlem or the grown woman in the Hollywood Hills...and everyone in between who has forgotten their superpower.
Your body has been made into a commodity, but don’t forget that you are Mother Nature.
You have been bruised and shaken to your core; but not to be compared to the depths of our dear Mother Earth.
You continue to pull the weight of fallen towers of fragile masculinity that failed our brothers; you my Queen are superwoman.
Did you know they Fear us, which is why they applaud us tearing each other apart?
Did you know it’s free to congratulate a sister’s rise to the top?
Did you stop to consider the powerful of armies get attacked the most?
Are you aware that your temple is a goldmine; perhaps the reason they wish to possess, own and control it?
Are you willing to extend love and kindness to your sister who needs you the most?
Are you able to make room at the table and share some space?
Regardless of your status, your background, your beliefs or style of dress...
We are women, Queen, superwoman, business woman, boss, mother, sister, daughter, intellect, empress. 💛✨👑
Let’s pass the torch when our paths are already lit, let us raise generations with resilient love & support.
One thing remains true;
We need US to get there.
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