lifted up from ireland

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I’ve never met Marie Ennis-O’Connor, but I know she lives in Ireland and is a force for good on the Internet.  She runs the blog Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer and began a Social Spotlight series which highlighting unapologetic big mouths on the Internet like me.

Here’s my interview, where I had a chance to reflect on my thoughts on social media. I’m a Twitter and Instagram kinda gal and spoke about my forays on both platforms.  (I think Facebook’s harvesting of personal data is particularly evil, so I deleted my Facebook account years ago).  I was honest.  I confessed to scrolling through pictures of wedding dresses on Instagram and taking a break from Twitter because I was tired of the mansplaining.

What I admire about Marie is that she is generous and shares her space in cyber-space with other women.  She uses her platform to help others to rise up who have been patients or caregivers.  She makes room for our stories, to lift us, to give us space to share and practice using our voices.  Importantly, she doesn’t make it all about her.  She doesn’t hog the mike.

We must all follow Marie’s good example to make room for the voices different than our own.  Thank you, Marie for handing the microphone so I can speak.  I promise to hand it down the line to another woman.  And so it goes.  #peoplepower

good girl

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I was once in a workshop about broken people like me.
The grief counsellor said:
My story is my story.
And your story is your story.
And it is okay for them to be different.

People clutch their stories tightly, with white-knuckled hands.
Like purses stuffed with money in a late alley.

For instance, I have been told I should stay in my lane at all times.
Behave and be good. Do not be angry. Stay the rigid course.
And most of all be small in all ways.

If I step out of line, this rattles those who think they own the one story of me.
After I veer into my own way
Their horns honk loudly before they slowly fade away.