03/29/2026
3/28/2026
“I came here today 4 months postpartum. For the past year, it has been so hard to be present in my body. The woman that I was before I became a mother is now gone. I am still getting to know the new me. Pregnancy and postpartum sapped me of so much of my vitality—physically, mentally, emotionally, and creatively. In all of these domains I have lately felt so broken, so weak.
Today during my float, however, I realized a new dimension of power that I embody—reproductive power. The power of Life. I am a Giver of Life. Yes, the old me died a death when I gave birth to my daughter. But as I rise from the ashes, I start to feel the power that my new form contains. My stretch marks—marks of power. Like lightning strikes or the stripes of the mighty tiger. I am powerful. I am a giver of life. I am a creator.
May I never again succumb to the lie that my body—the seat of my power—is something to be ashamed of.
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