Rather than insisting on being tolerated, we offer something so vital it cannot be found anywhere else.

The intention is to live in this natural state of upwelling.

The quiet makes us conspicuous, as most manage the noise by joining it. Sometimes, as they pass, they’ll ask what we’re doing.

A paradox is revealed: Self-preservation in the truest sense is only realized in self-offering.

Victimhood has become a counterfeit form of identity because it offers immediate returns. It relieves a woman of the harder labor of becoming internally sourced. The cost, though, is staggering.

There is nothing you can do that will make me turn away. I will remain with you. I will meet you on your terms.