It’s strange: this International Women’s Day I am just enjoying being me, in my woman-body. That’s it. It’s a kind of embodied spiritual feeling and I don’t mean to promote any cis-normative stuff along with it. I haven’t yet engaged much with content related to IWD. All of the heartbreaking depressing infuriating details about women’s lives and inequalities: I know the shape of these. I am sure I will keep engaging with these on many other days.
Today, though, I am loving being me and born into a woman-life.
Happy International Women’s Day.