There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others.
My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.
What would the world look like if every woman in it had courage to stand up and speak out? Against any injustice on her or others’ behalf, against prejudice, hate and bias?
Realizing that naming evil out loud can be a daunting task for any human, how about starting with something as simple as claiming our bodies?
I understand that writing the word simple doesn’t actually imply that it is. Years of cultural pressure and messages of unworthiness with not dissipate in an instant.
But what if we, as women, collectively decided to live and own our bodies just as they are? With scars, stretch marks and extra pounds? With bushy eyebrows, bags under our eyes and every single wrinkle.
Imagine sitting down at a cafe and not crossing your legs. Picture slouching down, legs comfortably apart, elbows out and posture relaxed. What we call a typical act of ‘manspreading’ can be an example to us, women, on how to regain power.
Choosing to deny the society the comfort of having a woman contained, we can actively wage little battles in every day places – coffee shops, while waiting in line at the supermarket or sitting down on an airplane.
Owning your body means allowing it to take up space. Not being afraid of overstepping its boundaries set up by artificial entities. Saying yes to stretching, extending and being comfortable.
Choosing to wear items of clothing because we love them, because they provide us with comfort and joy, not for the sake of appealing beautiful or sexy to anyone watching.
Just imagine if we all did that. Picture the fabric of society being restitched, stretched, accommodated?
Or even better – torn completely apart and made anew.