For All The Women Who Came Before Me

Skylar Liberty Rose - For All The Women Who Came Before Me

 

Long before my beating heart emerged into this lifetime, the earth felt the footfall of countless other warrior women who came before me. Too few of their stories made the history books. Too many didn’t.

 

Their names and faces are mostly unknown to me, yet somehow I carry their legacy.

 

They have shaped me. They have influenced me. They have inspired me beyond measure.

 

Deep within me are the flames of these female hearts whom I’ve never met. Their strength seems to find me when my own fire is dwindling, and I am emboldened by their everlasting spirits.

 

I feel their triumphs and their pain in a multitude of ways that I cannot always comprehend nor articulate. I do not fully know the battles they have braved, but I recognize and respect that they have indeed braved them.

 

We may have been born into different eras, we may have journeyed on roads that were unfair or unequal, the divides between us may seem illimitable and titanic. But we are forever united by the irrefutable truth of our common bond: We are women.

 

Because of them, I have a pathway. Because of me, I walk it.

 

Their past has been an investment into my future. Their strength has become my tenacity. Their victories have become my opportunities. The existence of their generation has allowed for the emergence of mine.

 

The decades that separate us, the miles that distance us, the skins that distinguish us, are no match for the force that unifies us.

 

We are women.

 

For the women who have been touched or torn with hands that have not meant kindness. For the women who have known captivity without crime. For the women who have endured indignities and insults:

 

I see you. I hear you.

 

I see the agony that you wear as a second skin. I hear your cries for justice, your screams for mercy. The echoes of your suffering seep into my soul, and I carry part of that weight with me. You do not bear your burdens alone.

 

For the women who have known the vast void of loss and grief. For the women who have known the full force of a world that will not accept their self-expression. For the women who have been oppressed and kept in the shadows:

 

I see you. I support you.

 

I see your hurt and hunger. I support your right to stand up and be counted. I champion your individuality and unique glory. For every scar that is stamped onto your being, a remnant makes its way to mine.

 

For the women who have dared to do what they were told they couldn’t. For the women who continued to rise up each time they were struck down. For the women who held the hands of their sisters as they faced their fate together:

 

I see you. I salute you.

 

I see your achievements and your accomplishments. I salute your magnificence and might. I stand with you in solidarity. In survival. In strength.

 

For the women who tread the trail that is yet unexplored. For the women who believe in a more beautiful existence and a deeper consciousness. For the women who forge forward with intention and integrity:

 

I see you. I celebrate you.

 

I see the bright burn in your eyes that illuminates the possibilities of an enlightened earth. I see the brilliance of a mind that has been educated outside of a classroom. I celebrate your desire to encourage and empower the circle of seeking souls.

 

For the women who came before me, I honor you. Each one of you. Your courage has crept into my bones, and when I feel like I might buckle into surrender, I sense you at my side. Your arms break my fall. Your love is my armor. Your wild fire is my resolve.

 

For the women who will come after me, please respect your history but do not be bound by it. Please take the torch but use it to light your own chosen path. Please give yourself permission to be liberated rather than feel obligated. Please know the beautiful brave hearts that you truly are, and make your mark with fierce femininity and love.

 

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I am a writer who helps women find their courage through creativity. I am driven by a deep desire to see women claim and keep spaces which support and sustain their entire body and their whole being. Please visit my Patreon page to become a part of my community there.

 

 

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One thought on “For All The Women Who Came Before Me

  1. Amazingly written, Liberty!
    Thank~you for that trubute to all of us everywhere, and for carrying your own torch so that others may see!
    You, are a tribute!

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