We are coming together to birth our grief. We grieve…
life, not just death.
the reluctance to fully come into our bodies.
that life is not what we want it to be.
that life is not what we were told it would be.
the lives we haven’t yet lived.
the lives we have been fearful to live.
what we know we are here to give and have not yet given.
the voice we have not been able to voice.
the loss of our sexual expression.
the loss of our power.
the emptiness of what we have been promised.
the emptiness of what we have created.
what it means to be in a body and feel everything we feel.
Whether extreme pain or pleasure, our voices have been dampened. We don’t wail anymore. We don’t moan. Are we loud enough?