I identify as she/her, and I’ve always shared this openly across my platforms. I recently realised the privilege I hold in having never had to think about it – never questioning, never feeling uncertain.
I’ve spent much of my life reflecting on aspects of my identity – being neurodivergent, growing up in a mixed-culture household, and navigating a complex religious upbringing. But gender identity? That’s always felt like a given.
This shifted during a recent Women’s Embodiment session – a space designed to help women reconnect with their power. During these sessions our bodies are referred to as ‘she’.
The first time it felt jarring, but I recognised it also felt affirming – my inner and outer selves aligned for a moment, and it felt right. This time, it wasn’t just a chord that was struck; it was like every key on the piano was played at once – loud, clear, resonant. A clanging, beautiful recognition: I am she. Deeply. Undeniably.
It was more than just affirmation – it was embodied recognition.
I now understand, not just cognitively, but within my core, that I am she. I have also been gifted with an increasing understanding of what it means to experience my life in an embodied way. This is our power.
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