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the stronger the roots, the higher you rise
how foundation is the root, of every-thing.

From substack:

Something featured at One Yoga in Vancouver is an art piece that reads: the deeper you go the higher you get. The quote is attributed to one of my teachers, Peter Elmas.

A reminder to you today that your foundation is at the core of all things in your world.

This isn’t for those who follow a path of spirituality, only. This is for all beings, to recognize and practice gratitude for the foundational areas of your life that are working, are in alignment, and allow you to do what you want to do in your life.

If you woke up today in a bed, warm, and dry — please be grateful.

The foundation of your home, shelter, hygiene, and nourishment will all determine how the more negotiable parts of your life are built.
And remember the foundation of your spiritual self. Your root chakra must be flowing and open before you can work on the others. You must heal this foundational energy centre if it needs healing, first. You cannot go very far with a blocked, or over active root energy centre.

Muladhara is the foundation of the body.

In Sanskrit: “mula” means “root”

and “adhara” means “base” or “support”

What an over or under active root chakra needs to hear to find equanimity:
I am safe
I am protected
I am secure
I am grounded

—

Find the rest of this piece on our substack publication ‘the warmth of the sun’
Linked in bio

Bless,
Whitney

the stronger the roots, the higher you rise
how foundation is the root, of every-thing.

From substack:

Something featured at One Yoga in Vancouver is an art piece that reads: the deeper you go the higher you get. The quote is attributed to one of my teachers, Peter Elmas.

A reminder to you today that your foundation is at the core of all things in your world.

This isn’t for those who follow a path of spirituality, only. This is for all beings, to recognize and practice gratitude for the foundational areas of your life that are working, are in alignment, and allow you to do what you want to do in your life.

If you woke up today in a bed, warm, and dry — please be grateful.

The foundation of your home, shelter, hygiene, and nourishment will all determine how the more negotiable parts of your life are built.
And remember the foundation of your spiritual self. Your root chakra must be flowing and open before you can work on the others. You must heal this foundational energy centre if it needs healing, first. You cannot go very far with a blocked, or over active root energy centre.

Muladhara is the foundation of the body.

In Sanskrit: “mula” means “root”

and “adhara” means “base” or “support”

What an over or under active root chakra needs to hear to find equanimity:
I am safe
I am protected
I am secure
I am grounded

—

Find the rest of this piece on our substack publication ‘the warmth of the sun’
Linked in bio

Bless,
Whitney

Optics, frames, light, + bending reality

Can you view it as new? Every-thing as new

Can you view the world around you — without the veil of your previous experiences, your understanding as you know it, + allow it to be nameless?

+ in the areas of darkness can you see see the light?

Can you witness the stars + know there’s something in the space between them?

—
This is something I’ve been working with over the past months. A witnessing of the world — without my previous perceptions placed all over it.

As if it’s the first time I saw a ’tree’
As if I didn’t know the names of the beings on and in the trees
As if I didn’t know the names of the colours I’m seeing

Allow it to be nameless, allow it to be fresh, allow yourself to witness it all through childlike eyes.

The world is much less static + predictable when you remove the names you’ve come to learn. When you take away the stories of the times you’ve climbed trees, leaned against them, or the ones you’ve walked by time + time again.

When you let go of the upset because that used to be a previous partners favourite bird, your late mother’s favourite flower, or your unwell sister’s colour of choice. Approaching with neutrality, + not grasping on the stories you’ve been told. Or the ones you tell yourself. + if you can’t find neutrality, can you find love + solace in it, instead of sadness?

Can this time be the first time you’ve walked by the tree? For it is. As it’s growing, too.

+ it twists + turns. Sheds + gains.

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
Heraclitus

—

Remember the unseen

Remember that your eyes only catch certain light

Not all is able to be optically witnessed.
Some is felt
Some is heard
Some is internal
Some is received in ways you can’t describe.

Blessings,
Whit

photos I took of @sacredlysomatic on Vancouver Island

Optics, frames, light, + bending reality

Can you view it as new? Every-thing as new

Can you view the world around you — without the veil of your previous experiences, your understanding as you know it, + allow it to be nameless?

+ in the areas of darkness can you see see the light?

Can you witness the stars + know there’s something in the space between them?

—
This is something I’ve been working with over the past months. A witnessing of the world — without my previous perceptions placed all over it.

As if it’s the first time I saw a ’tree’
As if I didn’t know the names of the beings on and in the trees
As if I didn’t know the names of the colours I’m seeing

Allow it to be nameless, allow it to be fresh, allow yourself to witness it all through childlike eyes.

The world is much less static + predictable when you remove the names you’ve come to learn. When you take away the stories of the times you’ve climbed trees, leaned against them, or the ones you’ve walked by time + time again.

When you let go of the upset because that used to be a previous partners favourite bird, your late mother’s favourite flower, or your unwell sister’s colour of choice. Approaching with neutrality, + not grasping on the stories you’ve been told. Or the ones you tell yourself. + if you can’t find neutrality, can you find love + solace in it, instead of sadness?

Can this time be the first time you’ve walked by the tree? For it is. As it’s growing, too.

+ it twists + turns. Sheds + gains.

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
Heraclitus

—

Remember the unseen

Remember that your eyes only catch certain light

Not all is able to be optically witnessed.
Some is felt
Some is heard
Some is internal
Some is received in ways you can’t describe.

Blessings,
Whit

photos I took of @sacredlysomatic on Vancouver Island

Hello my wonderful friends! 🎙🏔

Welcome to this latest episode that was formed extremely organically between Hunter + I. We didn’t have a big conversation about it — we were out taking photos + having a work meeting + she mentioned how she has always wanted to be on a podcast. I thought well, WAIT a minute! We have one, + she’s part of the team here at Tulā, so we should record one so everyone can learn more about her + so she can achieve that dream of hers!

Hunter is many things, but for lack of a better term she’s my support here, or ‘assistant’ she helps me with all things behind the scenes + works remotely on our digital spaces so we can continue to grow. I think it’s great that her and I were able to sit down + chat.

She stopped into Vancouver for a few weeks after returning from Australia, + in that time we got some in person work done together, photos, videos, + a snowy trip to Bowen to help me do some work at Nectar Yoga.

She’s since returned to her travels in Australia + I can’t wait to see her next winter when I fly in later this year.

TW: This episode has mentions of suicide

Find the episode on all streaming platforms linked in bio 🔗

About Hunter:

“How does one describe themselves, when they are but a collection of countless past experiences, and endless desires? Ultimately, I am an individual seeking direction in life, with a never-ending bucket list, and not enough time to check them all off in this one lifetime.

I am a photographer, a writer, an environmentalist, a mental health advocate, a seeker of type-2 fun, and a forever student/lover of life.”

Gratitude for you + your support over all these years. I am thankful that we do what we do here, + that I have people like Hunter in my corner to continue building this dream of mine.

Blessings,
Whitney

Hello my wonderful friends! 🎙🏔

Welcome to this latest episode that was formed extremely organically between Hunter + I. We didn’t have a big conversation about it — we were out taking photos + having a work meeting + she mentioned how she has always wanted to be on a podcast. I thought well, WAIT a minute! We have one, + she’s part of the team here at Tulā, so we should record one so everyone can learn more about her + so she can achieve that dream of hers!

Hunter is many things, but for lack of a better term she’s my support here, or ‘assistant’ she helps me with all things behind the scenes + works remotely on our digital spaces so we can continue to grow. I think it’s great that her and I were able to sit down + chat.

She stopped into Vancouver for a few weeks after returning from Australia, + in that time we got some in person work done together, photos, videos, + a snowy trip to Bowen to help me do some work at Nectar Yoga.

She’s since returned to her travels in Australia + I can’t wait to see her next winter when I fly in later this year.

TW: This episode has mentions of suicide

Find the episode on all streaming platforms linked in bio 🔗

About Hunter:

“How does one describe themselves, when they are but a collection of countless past experiences, and endless desires? Ultimately, I am an individual seeking direction in life, with a never-ending bucket list, and not enough time to check them all off in this one lifetime.

I am a photographer, a writer, an environmentalist, a mental health advocate, a seeker of type-2 fun, and a forever student/lover of life.”

Gratitude for you + your support over all these years. I am thankful that we do what we do here, + that I have people like Hunter in my corner to continue building this dream of mine.

Blessings,
Whitney

Something I’ve appreciated about being on substack is the friendships built, the lack of restraint, the freedom to write a piece any length, any style, sharing whatever you want.

This is from my weekly share titled sun-day ceremony. I record the audio transcription for my paid subscribers only. It’s a nice touch, the audio. Especially when read by the author. Something I’ve always appreciated in audiobooks. I feel much more inclined to listen to the book when the author does the transcription. I guess it’s just another layer of getting into their mind + hearing the way, they would tell it, or state it.

I have my substack linked in my bio if you’d like to read or listen. This one was titled ‘balancing the scales’ written about our emotional states.

Blessings,
Whitney

photo by @lexabergen

#substack #balance #writer #humannature

Something I’ve appreciated about being on substack is the friendships built, the lack of restraint, the freedom to write a piece any length, any style, sharing whatever you want.

This is from my weekly share titled sun-day ceremony. I record the audio transcription for my paid subscribers only. It’s a nice touch, the audio. Especially when read by the author. Something I’ve always appreciated in audiobooks. I feel much more inclined to listen to the book when the author does the transcription. I guess it’s just another layer of getting into their mind + hearing the way, they would tell it, or state it.

I have my substack linked in my bio if you’d like to read or listen. This one was titled ‘balancing the scales’ written about our emotional states.

Blessings,
Whitney

photo by @lexabergen

#substack #balance #writer #humannature

Pt 2.

I just didn’t think that the heart would heal. I shared this in my stories the other day but I remember looking at the date last year + praying + praying that the time would just pass + that it would be a year from now so I could just feel alright + it wouldn’t matter as much

I realized I made it + I was grateful. I looked at my room, my bed, the sheets I chose, the lack of argument over what I wanted, because I just did what I wanted + felt contentment in my heart

I felt peace again.

In episode #864 of the Rich Roll podcast, Alex Honnold talks about being miserable + angsty, using it as a motivator but he learned through his wife to still be happy through it all. You don’t need to be angsty to achieve your goals. You can do what you’re doing + still be happy while doing it.

It’s as though,
angst is fuelling you
being the tortured artist
the suffering is the fuel

+ this is not to say I’m always angry, or upset, this is to say that as you mature you’ll realize that on average, especially at the beginning of the journey, art comes from the upset. It comes from the break, from the anger, from the trauma, + when love is lost.

but,
I owed myself more than that
I owed my mother more
my father
my brother
my friends
my community
+ my inner peace + heart

My 80 year old self, deserved more than that. My liver, my kidneys, my intestinal system, my mind, deserved more.

I realized I still had the pain of my brother to work with, for life. A constant unraveling, + coming to terms with the layered experience of his life.

My brother was the only person in my entire life who ever said to me:

‘Yoga isn’t about the body right? It’s about the mind?’
Truly I was blown away when he said this. I remember looking at him and saying ‘ya!’ with a face of wonder. After all the years of people thinking of fitness, exercise, the body, the external, the flat stomach. For the first time in my life, my brother, knew it was about the mind. Crazy. I wish I asked him more about how he knew that. Though he was very intelligent, so it’s no surprise.

It’s a new type of rising, a new year awaits us on spring equinox.

Through the long year, I’ve gone through, not around, the fire.

Pt 2.

I just didn’t think that the heart would heal. I shared this in my stories the other day but I remember looking at the date last year + praying + praying that the time would just pass + that it would be a year from now so I could just feel alright + it wouldn’t matter as much

I realized I made it + I was grateful. I looked at my room, my bed, the sheets I chose, the lack of argument over what I wanted, because I just did what I wanted + felt contentment in my heart

I felt peace again.

In episode #864 of the Rich Roll podcast, Alex Honnold talks about being miserable + angsty, using it as a motivator but he learned through his wife to still be happy through it all. You don’t need to be angsty to achieve your goals. You can do what you’re doing + still be happy while doing it.

It’s as though,
angst is fuelling you
being the tortured artist
the suffering is the fuel

+ this is not to say I’m always angry, or upset, this is to say that as you mature you’ll realize that on average, especially at the beginning of the journey, art comes from the upset. It comes from the break, from the anger, from the trauma, + when love is lost.

but,
I owed myself more than that
I owed my mother more
my father
my brother
my friends
my community
+ my inner peace + heart

My 80 year old self, deserved more than that. My liver, my kidneys, my intestinal system, my mind, deserved more.

I realized I still had the pain of my brother to work with, for life. A constant unraveling, + coming to terms with the layered experience of his life.

My brother was the only person in my entire life who ever said to me:

‘Yoga isn’t about the body right? It’s about the mind?’
Truly I was blown away when he said this. I remember looking at him and saying ‘ya!’ with a face of wonder. After all the years of people thinking of fitness, exercise, the body, the external, the flat stomach. For the first time in my life, my brother, knew it was about the mind. Crazy. I wish I asked him more about how he knew that. Though he was very intelligent, so it’s no surprise.

It’s a new type of rising, a new year awaits us on spring equinox.

Through the long year, I’ve gone through, not around, the fire.

I’m Hanging On ⁣⁣⁣⁣by a thread.

And so are you ⁣⁣and him and her and them. ⁣⁣But what if we tied our threads ⁣⁣together. What if we stitch ⁣⁣something strong enough ⁣⁣to withstand the weight ⁣⁣of it all. Of us all. Big enough ⁣⁣to make sure there’s always ⁣⁣a place to hold onto even ⁣⁣when parts of the fabric ⁣⁣are threadbare. I’m hanging on ⁣⁣by a thread. But I’m trying ⁣⁣to learn how to weave.

Fara Tucker

Pt 1.

This was a quote I shared last year — while I was going through the thick of life’s lessons

After the healing had taken place, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to create art — that the art would cease because I’m not as broken

I was attached to my human suffering + that was the only way that I would ‘make it’

It was the motivating factor to create the work but also to work hard. So much comes from a broken year of grief, watching your family grieve, having those around you be very sick. Now that the initial shock of it all has quieted, I asked myself ‘well, what are you going to do now?’

As if I was waiting for the next big emotional hit to give me what I needed to create

As if I was relying on it to understand you better, to take your pain + translate it

To have more unfortunate life experience for when I meet you — I’m ready for all understanding, because I had been there, too.

As days changed so did my coping. I feel that day by day I can face the death of my brother but I believe it will take me the rest of my life to process

After healing my heart, staying single, avoiding distraction, looking within, I’m able to create different art

I have visualizations of being unrecognizable, changing exterior, I have visions of a new outward Whitney. I also have visualizations of art that is unbounded. I have visualizations of changing the frame, + introductions of something otherworldly

Things I will be able to create this year that I couldn’t last. Under the clouded mind of sadness. My mind feels measureless, healed by the therapies I attended, + I genuinely feel deserving of the quality of life, existence, + partnership I want. Took some time, after tanking for years with what I allowed into my life.

I’m Hanging On ⁣⁣⁣⁣by a thread.

And so are you ⁣⁣and him and her and them. ⁣⁣But what if we tied our threads ⁣⁣together. What if we stitch ⁣⁣something strong enough ⁣⁣to withstand the weight ⁣⁣of it all. Of us all. Big enough ⁣⁣to make sure there’s always ⁣⁣a place to hold onto even ⁣⁣when parts of the fabric ⁣⁣are threadbare. I’m hanging on ⁣⁣by a thread. But I’m trying ⁣⁣to learn how to weave.

Fara Tucker

Pt 1.

This was a quote I shared last year — while I was going through the thick of life’s lessons

After the healing had taken place, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to create art — that the art would cease because I’m not as broken

I was attached to my human suffering + that was the only way that I would ‘make it’

It was the motivating factor to create the work but also to work hard. So much comes from a broken year of grief, watching your family grieve, having those around you be very sick. Now that the initial shock of it all has quieted, I asked myself ‘well, what are you going to do now?’

As if I was waiting for the next big emotional hit to give me what I needed to create

As if I was relying on it to understand you better, to take your pain + translate it

To have more unfortunate life experience for when I meet you — I’m ready for all understanding, because I had been there, too.

As days changed so did my coping. I feel that day by day I can face the death of my brother but I believe it will take me the rest of my life to process

After healing my heart, staying single, avoiding distraction, looking within, I’m able to create different art

I have visualizations of being unrecognizable, changing exterior, I have visions of a new outward Whitney. I also have visualizations of art that is unbounded. I have visualizations of changing the frame, + introductions of something otherworldly

Things I will be able to create this year that I couldn’t last. Under the clouded mind of sadness. My mind feels measureless, healed by the therapies I attended, + I genuinely feel deserving of the quality of life, existence, + partnership I want. Took some time, after tanking for years with what I allowed into my life.

Hello my friends!! 🎙❤️

**few things - I realize now that this episode and maybe the previous ones are only coming through the right channel. I’m going to see what I need to do to mend this and make the episodes better. So sorry if listening quality has been bad. Thank you for your kindness + support regardless.

Welcome to this episode where I pull one of the audio transcriptions from my substack piece “Inviting in fluidity”

In this solo sesh I chat about the rigidity I witness in people, and how I can only hope that slowly we begin to branch out, open up, and want to experience the world as beings of this planet. There’s so much to see, to do, to try, to smell, to taste, to hear. I invite you to find openness, and fluidity.

Links to all streaming platforms in my bio, Spotify, apple podcasts, + YouTube.

Photos of me by @lexabergen
Photos taken by me of @lolartcruthu

Blessings,
Whitney

Hello my friends!! 🎙❤️

**few things - I realize now that this episode and maybe the previous ones are only coming through the right channel. I’m going to see what I need to do to mend this and make the episodes better. So sorry if listening quality has been bad. Thank you for your kindness + support regardless.

Welcome to this episode where I pull one of the audio transcriptions from my substack piece “Inviting in fluidity”

In this solo sesh I chat about the rigidity I witness in people, and how I can only hope that slowly we begin to branch out, open up, and want to experience the world as beings of this planet. There’s so much to see, to do, to try, to smell, to taste, to hear. I invite you to find openness, and fluidity.

Links to all streaming platforms in my bio, Spotify, apple podcasts, + YouTube.

Photos of me by @lexabergen
Photos taken by me of @lolartcruthu

Blessings,
Whitney

Pt. 3 from last weeks homebody friday on substack

——

I feel filled with the rage of all of the womxn before me — who were wronged for being a womxn. Who were wronged for their existence. Shamed for their nature. The very nature that brings us into being.

so for this homebody friday — if you’re on your cycle or you’re noticing the change of phases, I ask you to soften.
I ask you to turn in. Sit down. I remind you that rest is only as productive as you allow it to be. If you’re filled with shame for resting, you may as well not be.

I am filled with the embodied energy of not giving a fuck. I am filled with the power for you if you can’t find it yourself. To rest. To bleed. To feel what you need to feel.

Please do not feel shame, embarrassment, or like you need to be doing anything other than what you want to be doing. Always do what you want to do.

Do not make any adjustments or accommodate mediocrity or mistreatment. Remember you are the power of the world. You are who we turn to. You are the answer. You are the one a child comes to in the night crying. You are the one that recycles the energy. You are the one who calls the shots.

+ if you’re not someone who bleeds, tune into those who do. It’s your connection + roots to the world beneath you. Learn from their sensitivity to change + rest when you need to, too.

You are here to be held. You are here to hold. You are here because you have the power.

Please connect with me to chat about your cycle, if you want to learn, or if you have questions about it. I’m happy to help you + I’m happy to support those who didn’t have a mother to ask.

—

Thank you for supporting my journey on substack, please find the link in my bio for my publication ‘the warmth of the sun’

I’m starting to write a few charged pieces, like ’a lesson on openness’ highlighting racism in America post halftime show. Expressing freely always feels good + should always be the norm.

Deep blessings + humble bows,
Whitney

Photos by @sarahsovereign session assisted by @maudra.model

Pt. 3 from last weeks homebody friday on substack

——

I feel filled with the rage of all of the womxn before me — who were wronged for being a womxn. Who were wronged for their existence. Shamed for their nature. The very nature that brings us into being.

so for this homebody friday — if you’re on your cycle or you’re noticing the change of phases, I ask you to soften.
I ask you to turn in. Sit down. I remind you that rest is only as productive as you allow it to be. If you’re filled with shame for resting, you may as well not be.

I am filled with the embodied energy of not giving a fuck. I am filled with the power for you if you can’t find it yourself. To rest. To bleed. To feel what you need to feel.

Please do not feel shame, embarrassment, or like you need to be doing anything other than what you want to be doing. Always do what you want to do.

Do not make any adjustments or accommodate mediocrity or mistreatment. Remember you are the power of the world. You are who we turn to. You are the answer. You are the one a child comes to in the night crying. You are the one that recycles the energy. You are the one who calls the shots.

+ if you’re not someone who bleeds, tune into those who do. It’s your connection + roots to the world beneath you. Learn from their sensitivity to change + rest when you need to, too.

You are here to be held. You are here to hold. You are here because you have the power.

Please connect with me to chat about your cycle, if you want to learn, or if you have questions about it. I’m happy to help you + I’m happy to support those who didn’t have a mother to ask.

—

Thank you for supporting my journey on substack, please find the link in my bio for my publication ‘the warmth of the sun’

I’m starting to write a few charged pieces, like ’a lesson on openness’ highlighting racism in America post halftime show. Expressing freely always feels good + should always be the norm.

Deep blessings + humble bows,
Whitney

Photos by @sarahsovereign session assisted by @maudra.model

Pt. 2 of my substack share from this weeks ‘homebody friday’

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I believe most of us need deep understanding, further connection to ourselves as natural beings of the earth, to slow the fuck down, to remember there’s a world of beauty out there + get off our phones, to eat pesticide free food, to get more sun, + to live in a world where all are equal + war doesn’t exist.

We deserve a healed world. Inner + outer.

The Womxn I know
The gifts of the universe
The gifts of the natural cycle of life

I noticed that this winter was unusually sleepy for me, I’ve done significantly less. I don’t personally have a problem with that + to be honest I’ve gotten to a really strong place in my practice where I realize that everything happens when it’s supposed to, everything is right on time, + if something works, something works, + if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. I don’t need to go back and forth with myself on how I should do this + shouldn’t do that. I do what I want — when I want. I feel into what I want — when I want. And I make no apologies for any of it.

I remind you to look at the seasons, as phases of your cycle as well.

Spring — Follicular
Summer — Ovulation
Autumn — Luteal
Winter — Menstrual

I remind you of your natural self. Your natural cycle. Spring plants the seed. Summer brings us outward. Autumn harvests it all. Winter rests in dormancy.

As I write this I notice the language of ‘system’ in regards to us + our bleed.

Machine-like language.

Reproductive ‘system’.

This past year I’ve been breaking down the meaning of things, terms, + sayings. Taking the casual-ness out of it. Taking the quick bypass away from it. I sit with the term instead of letting it fly by off my tongue or yours. I hear reproductive system + instead of letting it pass by without full recognition I have deep noticing of our bodies, uterus, womb. I notice that this gift in my body gives life.

I am life giving.

How can that be said/heard/felt/mentioned so casually?

—

Full piece linked in bio. Thank you for supporting me. I’ve linked my publication ‘the warmth of the sun’ in my bio to read the full piece

Please use code LOVEFORALL for 20% off your subscription for life

Love,
Whitney

Pt. 2 of my substack share from this weeks ‘homebody friday’

—

I believe most of us need deep understanding, further connection to ourselves as natural beings of the earth, to slow the fuck down, to remember there’s a world of beauty out there + get off our phones, to eat pesticide free food, to get more sun, + to live in a world where all are equal + war doesn’t exist.

We deserve a healed world. Inner + outer.

The Womxn I know
The gifts of the universe
The gifts of the natural cycle of life

I noticed that this winter was unusually sleepy for me, I’ve done significantly less. I don’t personally have a problem with that + to be honest I’ve gotten to a really strong place in my practice where I realize that everything happens when it’s supposed to, everything is right on time, + if something works, something works, + if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. I don’t need to go back and forth with myself on how I should do this + shouldn’t do that. I do what I want — when I want. I feel into what I want — when I want. And I make no apologies for any of it.

I remind you to look at the seasons, as phases of your cycle as well.

Spring — Follicular
Summer — Ovulation
Autumn — Luteal
Winter — Menstrual

I remind you of your natural self. Your natural cycle. Spring plants the seed. Summer brings us outward. Autumn harvests it all. Winter rests in dormancy.

As I write this I notice the language of ‘system’ in regards to us + our bleed.

Machine-like language.

Reproductive ‘system’.

This past year I’ve been breaking down the meaning of things, terms, + sayings. Taking the casual-ness out of it. Taking the quick bypass away from it. I sit with the term instead of letting it fly by off my tongue or yours. I hear reproductive system + instead of letting it pass by without full recognition I have deep noticing of our bodies, uterus, womb. I notice that this gift in my body gives life.

I am life giving.

How can that be said/heard/felt/mentioned so casually?

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Love,
Whitney

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