Threading Sisterhood

“Using my voice to recognize and celebrate other women is a joy for me.” – Tracee Ellis Ross

I love everything about this quote and feel the same way! I hope you’re recognized and celebrated with exuberance, often, and with loads of love. Women are, we are the glittery, golden, grounded, gorgeous glue that bonds everything vital. 

While out one-night last week, I was seated between two tables, each with two women. At one table, there was lots of laughter and joy; at the other, the two women spent much of their time dragging another woman who was not there to defend herself. It was a brutal bashing of someone who may or may not be everything they described. They feasted on that other woman’s self-expression, her conversational style, and how she attempted to engage with them.

This, I thought, is what the fuck is wrong with so much of our society. Our collective sense of sisterhood is deeply wounded. 

Sisterhood is not essential or intrinsic but supplemental to some and unknown to many. At its best, sisterhood is community and caring; it’s a space where women want other women to thrive. Connections are tethered in our stories, highs, lows, loves, learning, and leaning into life together. Sisterhood is a powerful thread, and we are seamstresses.

How can I thread love within and throughout my community? I'll always explore that and find new and meaningful ways to show up, support, and share resources. It's one stitch at a time, with intention, love, and acceptance. And definitely, there is so much more than I already know. The fun is in "the finding out." The other f around and find out. :)