My Body is her Body

My Body is her Body explores the deep connection between my own body, the glaciers, and my backyard across seasons. Both my body and the glacier are made of water, minerals, and memory—layers of time and transformation, small acts of sedimentation. When I place an oestrogen patch on my skin, I see the same translucent surface as the seed pod of the honesty flower growing outside. Both are fragile membranes of care, carrying traces of what has come before. In winter, my garden hardens like ice; in spring, meltwater returns through roots and stems, echoing glacial rhythms of accumulation and release. The seeds drift, the glacier releases, both reshaping the world through slow sedimentations of change. This work links the intimate and the planetary, the hormonal and the ecological, dissolving boundaries between human and landscape. My Body is her Body is both tenderness and protest—a layered archive of bodies and seasons. It calls attention to how our forms, like glaciers, hold pressure yet persist, carrying the sediments of history, desire, and survival. Healing the planet, it suggests, is inseparable from healing ourselves; both depend on attention, care, and the recognition that our sediments are shared.