On menstruation and the birds and the bees
Before they could walk, they already knew what blood meant. Because we never hid it. We never locked the door.
Sovereignty is the outcome of placement as practice. It is a state of ease and grace — power without force. It is regulation and instruction through signal. When you move through the world, people feel you before you speak. Rooms shift. Paths open. You embody leadership. Others align to your signal.
Before they could walk, they already knew what blood meant. Because we never hid it. We never locked the door.
Some nights you don’t have to hold it all. Some nights you’re simply held.
Lessons from a wife who forgot she was seen.
Sovereignty doesn’t live in the bed. It moves with the woman who holds the space.
I didn’t just birth daughters. I birthed flames. They won’t leave my house empty-handed. They will leave carrying the sword I placed.
My body rewires through his restraint. From hyper-vigilance to sovereignty, biology restores what trauma stole.
Before I birthed my daughters, bikinis they were for covering. Today I see them wearing them to be naked in sunlight.
At Matosinhos beach I saw a mother, poised and tattooed like scripture. Her thong flashed. She was the me I stopped becoming.
Denmark removes a mermaid statue for being “pornographic.” Lai Yin exposes how critics and priests project shame onto women’s bodies while the statue stands still.
When I don’t tether him. When I just want to be wrecked.
These five daily rituals restore dignity, sensuality, and presence to the process of aging. Power doesn’t fade.
Part one of a three-part series on placement. This post gives the lived context and the standard that makes everything work.
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