blog day one

finally, my own blog... i have seen others, and have been so jealous, public writings, public pinings and public sharings.

i have just left home, seattle that is, to go the grad school at columbia in nyc. i miss home, but i am so excited about the future about what might come next. people always ask about "the plan," you know, what will you do once you graduate? the reality is, is that i have no idea. i just want to get the most of the next two years, see what doors open up and walk through a few of those doors. who know where they will take me?

not knowing what will happen has provided a strange comfort. a comfort that allows be to be non commital and just be. i feel so free because after leaving seattle, i have the space to be who i am, free of others' ideas around who i need to be or who they think i want to be.

starting over in a new place, with a new apartment is such a luxury. i have never felt this open to possibility before. the energy of nyc is intoxicating and additictive. its exactly what i need, its precisely what i poured into seattle with lukewarm return. i had grown out of seattle, my extended histroy there prevented me from moving to the next level. i am not and was not willing to work with the abortion heads of the 60s and 70s. they lost their minds when they burned their bras. i am bigger and always have been. i lost myself when i allowed their insecurities squash my desire to create a more inclusive vision for reproductive justice. how irresponsible of me to allow that to happen- to lose myself to such manipulation. there is nothing to learn from them-- the time has come to move on inspire. being in nyc with rahul is the place i want to do it. ladies, i'm back!