You are Rebellious.
Maybe you already know this and you don’t need me to tell you. But just in case there’s any doubt in your mind: You are Rebellious. Trust me, I’m a professional. I know these things.
Why the affirmation? Because I frequently find myself having conversations with friends who are eager to tell me about something Rebellious they’ve done. Well, Rebellious for them. Not that Rebellious. I mean, you know. Kind of. They then go on to explain a situation in which they spoke up for themselves, advocated for what they need, made it clear to the man who keeps talking over them during meetings that he can speak when they’re done and not before, got that guy who’s not their boss to apologize for telling when he should’ve been asking, etc., etc., badassery.
If alla that ain’t Rebellious, I don’t know what is. Given the current political climate (ooh, wait, sorry, I just threw up into my mouth a little. K, I’m back), we’ve all come to think of Rebellion as marching in the streets, confronting elected officials at town halls, writing letters, sending faxes, posting petitions, the list goes on. And while it is those things, and we need those things, it’s also about how you stand up for yourself and others in your everyday life.
Rebellion is also about how we take care of ourselves, how we learn to love ourselves unconditionally and to love each other fiercely. Rebellion, is relative, and you get to define it for yourself.
I’m excited to share more stories of political, artistic and personal Rebellion with you this month, from pirates (pirates!), to body positivity and bejeweled bustiers to more Chicago women in comedy, and yes, more sex.
In Rebellion, whatever that means to you,
Karen