25/06/2022
Circa 2007, where would she have been if she didn’t have the Freedom of Choice.
The freedom to choose a life that would better serve the world. The freedom to say “no, not yet, but soon…”
It wasn’t an easy choice, but it was HER choice.
It took years to mourn and say goodbye to this entity. Her pelvis held memories of the day: countdown “3,2,1… as the Anesthesiologist put her down. The rosaries as plain as day thrown as weapons as she walked into the clinic…The moment of awakening to a deep feeling of emptiness and drowsiness. Not a single moment wasted there. “Get up and get out, there are others coming through the pipeline.”
…Would she ask for these moments ever again? No, but what if she had to, again? Then, maybe.
She just needs the CHOICE.
THIS freedom has allowed for her to become the human she is today, imperfect, but with an imperfectly good heart.
This freedom and its pain is what made her, her. It’s what made me, me.
I can hold stronger, love deeper, yearn harder, travel the depths of this beautiful Earth longer, think softer and fight for what my Spirit wants.
I sit in deep reflection over the Supreme Court’s decision, in solidarity with everyone single woman, child, baby (born and unborn). In these depths, I hold compassion. In these depths, I hold empathy. In these depths I will hold that fear and anger too.
I hold for you…In Love, and Peace.