I belong to me. When I first wrote those words, in the outline of one of the self-portraits in my college, I found it liberating. I still do. And I love to see those words, a reminder of that truth, on my new magnet.
When I wrote about making that collage I said how I had found this new spaciousness inside of me. That I was no longer afraid of the lonely, empty feeling that I had pushed away and run from for most of my life.
And in that space that was left, I asked the question, Who do I belong to? My parents? my family? my husband? my society? my god?
And the answer came back, I belong to me.
I took a detail from the collage and added those words that have so much meaning to create this magnet.