Beauty as Liberation

Recently I saw a jaw dropping, gorgeous dance performance that just floored me with its genius. There was a moment during the show where I reflected on all the things I yearn for when I’m feeling lonesome. {Insert fantasy of the perfect home/money/partner/body/creative idea that capitalism and other oppressive systems insist would bring total fulfillment.}“If those things were to walk in the door right now, I don’t think I’d even look in their direction” I thought. The reason?&...