Give powerful womxn a name, and imbue that name with your own misplaced shame: a slut is any womxn in her power, any womxn who enjoys pleasure.
It wasn’t always so. Powerful, ecstatic womxn were long revered.
Some of us, we know that the shame sits on top of a deeper truth; we feel the lie of that imposed shame. We know utterly the LOVE in our pleasure. We are artists of devotional play. Wild.
We recognize that we serve NO ONE by carrying their shame for them.
Once upon a time, we were taught that to perform femininity properly we would need to police each other‘s power and pleasure. We would need to do what we could to keep ourselves and other womxn down and disconnected. We would learn to be sneaky and oblique about it, but still we would punish womxn who celebrated their sex, their hearts, their minds and their power to create and bring into form new life and new worlds.
We were taught to never, ever let our power grow too large, our pleasure too wild.
We are retiring that story.
Now, our deeper power, pleasure,
It was always a lie anyway.
we help each other root deeper
To any womxn I held myself above because your power, sex and pleasure I deemed too much... because I felt threatened by it... but was unwilling to be honest with myself about that... I am sorry. I was wrong. I was propping myself up at your expense and using slut-shaming cultural narratives (that I didn’t even believe in) to feel good about that shit.
To any womxn I held myself above because I was (by my own vain assessment) more in touch with my sex, power and pleasure... I am sorry. I was using a slightly less mainstream but still utterly co-opted and corrupted narrative of sexual liberation to feel better about myself through contrived comparisons with you.
To the slut in every single one of you, I love you.
Be kind, be honest,
Be true to your word.
Define your own terms.
Be pleasured and powerful.
PS I love you too, non-binary, mxn, and man sluts.