From reset to relaunch.
I spent the last year building something most people never see up close: independent political power.
BODIED is where bodily autonomy becomes strategy, culture, and political power via @mybodypac
Founding essay live on substack #linkinbio
As the US Supreme Court decides on whether to ban the use of abortion pills this week, stories like @freddie ’s help us understand that abortion pills are also used to help manage chemical miscarriages. Learn about how she reclaimed her autonomy after loss and a series of complications.
Every reproductive care journey is different which is why each week, we’re featuring personal stories in our Body of the Week series on our ‘BODIED’ Substack. Check on Freddie’s story, and subscribe for more!
I’ve been working in electoral politics for over a decade, and I promise you we can do better than voting and running for office. At this point, we must.
There are systems of power and influence we simply have yet to develop the collective vocabulary for, until now. Let’s build something that’s ours, follow @mybodypac for more.
The gap between how loudly we celebrate the body and how little we’ve done to protect it legally is exactly why @mybodypac exists.
The Met Gala put bodily autonomy on a $31 million platform last night. What comes after the art when the celebration ends and the law still doesn’t match the mood board?
Bodily autonomy is more than a theme, it’s a fundamental right, and I’m working on making it a law.
New ‘BODIED’ by @mybodypac is live on Substack. Link in bio 🦾
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deep in the throws of grief, how can the world keep moving while also being frozen in time? noticing my breath with each exhale, and I ask God, “how am I still breathing?”. amazed by the range of human emotions and spiritual wisdom I’m discovering in my heavy tears. looking into the mirror watching my reflection look back at me with a sadness making a new home in my eyes. I miss my mom, I miss my dad and this reflection looking back at me is the only living memory I’ll ever have of them. then I weep some more as i remember that life goes on.
it’s been a year since I’ve said goodbye to my dad, and I still haven’t fully processed how to talk about it.
As he was dying, my father lifted his hands to heaven and said, “thank you father, what more could I ask for?”
I’ve been processing that particular moment for the last year. The idea that death and loss can be accompanied by gratitude was a mind boggling idea but it was his last posture in this life.
Q1 recap: anticipating death is a heartless reality but a scared path. gut wrenching late night screams and calls, countless times waking up to rush to the hospital or change a diaper or give medication. massive rage when nurses and healthcare systems fail to do their work with integrity. prayers for god to take my life instead, anxiety about if/when to give morphine, the incredible sacrifice of starting hospice in my small LA studio apartment. working 3 jobs, feeling guilty about working and being away. Loosing my mind, breaking down from depression and constant panic attacks. can’t believe this isn’t a dream but is a loss I’ll have to carry for the rest of my life. how humbling is it to reconcile with the fact that everything, and everyone, ultimately belongs to God?
I hate this chapter of my life. I’m trying to find the gratitude and the God in my situation, seeking it out in worship, community, the word. Watching someone fight for their life, knowing what the end is has forever changed me and I’m terrified that I’ll never be able to smile again.
They want us outraged, distracted, overwhelmed. Chaos is their strategy, focus must be our response. Follow BODIED on substack for the 2026 Primary play-by-play.
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Had a powerful conversation on Talk Dodgers to Me about what it actually takes to defend bodies in 2026.
Huge thank you to @talkdodgerstome for having me and for @tvtrollope making this connection!
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