I’m not surprised that Christine Blasey Ford can’t remember how she got home or other seemingly simple details after being attacked in an upstairs bedroom as a teenager in the early 1980s.
Thirty-six years ago I was sexually assaulted while walking (with crutches) from a parking lot to a bar in Brookfield, Ct. It was a familiar bar that I’d been to several times over a couple of years. Ask me the name of the bar. I can’t tell you. I don’t remember the dance floor, or where the restrooms were. I’ve tried but don’t remember any of those things.
But ask me about the sickening smirk on the face of my assaulter; the smell of smoke in his long dark wavy hair. Ask me about his grip on my neck then his hand pressed over my mouth. The coarse brick wall behind my head. The Cheap Trick song blasting from inside the building. His pants unzipped. The punch to my face once he regained his stance after stumbling backward. I can tell you all about those.
I was not penetrated,
Christine Blasey Ford. Thank you. Your courage lifts us all.
In a couple of weeks we’ll be celebrating Mother’s Day, which may be the biggest breakfast-in-bed holiday of all time. No one deserves the recognition more than moms and we’re not only thankful, but in total freakin’ awe of every mum, mommy, mama, and mother out there! We applaud every marvelous women fortunate enough to spend the day “any way she wants,” encircled by her loving children—or at the very least surrounded by sweet bouquets and cards they sent.
But our larger mission is in supporting the woman who, for a host of reasons, won’t have giggling children fluffing her pillow and presenting her with a flower-adorned tray of fruit and pancakes. We want those women to remember, you’re not alone. You’ll be among countless women cradling more leaden emotions that are equally sacred.
We’re with you too. We understand. Your journey to motherhood might be winding and complicated. XIZOZU exist to hold space for you, wherever you are on your personal path. And to provide a peaceful point of strength during your fragile times.
These XIZOZU were created to embrace all the shapes of motherhood:
So many of my days are made – by you. Today is one of them
A month or so ago a customer ordered a XIZOZU™ pendant and with the order came a note with this request:
I have been looking for many months for some type of personal symbol or sigil as a unique tattoo that would represent my struggles without being too mainstream, and without others having to know what it truly means. This would be the perfect beautiful tattoo to have on my arm…What you have created here is amazing. May I have your blessing?
Of course I said yes, without hesitation and sent her a larger reference image to make th artist’s work easier.
This photo arrived in my inbox this morning with another heartwarming note that filled both my heart and eyes.
This, this is what XIZOZU is…a beautiful source of both comfort and strength.
And for me.
What would your XIZOZU tattoo say? Of course you can express anything, but click to see the ones we’ve made so far:
When my plans to march in Washington DC were given the kibosh, I attended the March for Our Lives rally at Main Street Park in Rutland.
After listening to the student organizers’ thoughtful and empowering speeches, I was move to honor them for their willingness to stand up and do the necessary work to shape the future. So when I got back to the studio, I gave them all medals.
These students didn’t just show up. They did the hard and likely thankless tasks involved in coordinating such an impactful event. They researched and wrote speeches and songs. They motivated others.
There are two XIZOZU medals related to protests, one for marching in one, another for organizing one. These students are receiving the latter.
I decided on keychains instead of chokers since these students do in fact hold the keys to all of our futures. And after what I saw at the rally, I’m pretty comfortable knowing that.
I’ll be honest – launching XIZOZU™ has been among the most rewarding and the most challenging projects I’ve ever undertaken. The times when doubts creep in and I wonder…is this really a thing?…are thankfully few, but the second-guessing does happen. Then I get an email like this…
My XIZOZU arrived yesterday, it was a gift from my mother-in-law and I haven’t taken it off. It’s like a source of renewable energy that I can draw from whenever my grief weakens me…I love that no one else knows its meaning. People just think it’s beautiful. I do too. Thank you. Thank you.
M. in Massachusetts
…and I know exactly where my path is leading. Thank you universe.
This XIZOZU™ was custom-designed for those who experienced loss and trauma at the raging will of mother nature in Texas last week. It’s for the Houston mother who kept softly singing as she rocked her children—watching the waterline rise on the wall. It’s for her parents in Seattle waiting by the phone to hear she’s ok. It’s for that determined young woman who carried her dog through the waist-deep waters. It’s for the countless neighbors and strangers who became a human chain of heroes or appeared as angels in waders and boats without waiting to be asked.
Monday’s post was pretty solemn and the number of people who reached out too extend their sympathy or share their own shattering experiences was beautiful.
That generous outpouring of positive energy inspired me to create this white square XIZOZU™ which I will be releasing soon. It’s is a special edition medal to remind us that when we come upon something positive or beautiful, we should honor it.
Wear this XIZOZU™ as a prompt to take those few extra minutes to truly appreciate when you discover something exquisite, whether it’s part of the physical world, an idea, or someone else’s heartwarming action. Let it be marvelous.
Notice the details and make it a gift to yourself by sitting with it alone.
Then by sharing it.
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