It's hard to believe that we're halfway through this year-long project. The group of women I'm doing this with is like nothing I've ever been a part of before. We came together because of a year long photo project that was designed to allow women who identify feminists to show glimpses into their daily lives.
We all share that one thing in common. We all identify as feminists. Many of us mothers, many of us are not. Many of us are partnered, many of us are not. We are all shapes, all sizes, all colors, all sexual orientations. We are all religions and no religion. We work and we stay at home and we go to school. We are different in every way, and yet, we have come together in this project and we have laughed together, we have cried together. We have celebrated births and we have mourned losses. We have lifted each other up. We have given and received advice. We have honored each other with kindness, respect, and gratitude every step along the way. There has been no drama, no ugliness, no attacks, no breeches of trust.
This project, and this very special group of women have taught me about myself, about women. About feminism. Feminism is every woman living her life, her truth, freely and with purpose. Feminism is every woman celebrating herself for where she is on her journey. Feminism is every woman having love and support and being acknowledged for the complex and unique being she is. Feminism is both a radical movement and a simple way of life. I couldn't be more proud to share it with my sisters in selfies, and I hope that we will continue to share of ourselves, with each other, long after this project is completed.