Sister Wives & Wonder Women

Updated: Mar 26

'Wonder Woman' is much more than a cartoon character. She's fighting for truth and justice and the secret self that exists in all women and girls. There's a moral fiber and a goodness about her that all women have. — Lynda Carter

 

It’s Women’s History Month, and I’ve been thinking a lot about legacy. And life. And death. Ya know, the Buddhists say if we contemplate death five times a day it brings greater joy to our lives. And I believe that. I have an app on my phone called “I Croak” with a little red frog as the icon. Five times a day it sends me a notification that says, “Don’t forget, you’re going to die…” Then I have the option of clicking through to a quote. The quotes are often amusingly appropriate to what is happening in the moment for me. When I showed it to Suzie, she giggled and got it — and now we screenshot each other's quotes sometimes.


Right before Glenn and I flew to Iceland, we finally set up the Glandy Family Trust then patted ourselves on the back for being so grown up and responsible. Having no biological children of our own, we wanted to make sure our spirit daughters were taken care of in case we fell out of the sky. Cuz shit happens. (By the way, if you’re looking for an outstanding attorney to take care of this kinda stuff, we couldn’t recommend Two Spruce Law more highly.)


So, what is a legacy? For me, it’s not about my name living on (though I do really dig my name — thanks, mom and dad). It’s about my life’s work enduring. Merriam Webster defines legacy as “something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or predecessor or from the past.” This appeals to the historian in me.


I hope and believe I’ve spent my wild and precious allotment of life well. I’ve created foundational platforms for future generations to launch off of. So, I want to ensure to the best of my ability those platforms won’t be pissed away in the winds of procrastination or probate. So who gets the goods?


For my entire life, I remember not wanting to have children. I don’t like kids in general, but I love with an exploding heart my friends’ and family's kids. They really are awesome little human beings I look forward to being with. We laugh, sing, cry, camp, swim, eat, and fart together, and as they get older, we’ve been known to quietly circumnavigate their parental units — which means I can be the exotic auntie who also gets to retire to a clean, quiet house at the end of the day.


Some folks might think it a selfish way to get the goods (in this case, the goods being the fulfillment of having children). But, historically, many families had an additional auntie figure, think spinster sister, to help with the children and household. A built-in sister-wife so to speak.


Do you know how many of my friends would kill for this today — to have another woman there to support her and her family? Some of my friends can afford to hire an au pair, while others struggle to do it without a supportive partner.


I’m one of the lucky ones. Even though I don’t have kids, I do have Wonder Women in my life who support me and who I consider to be my sister-wives. We are bound together by law. Because if a wife is defined as a “female partner in marriage” and a marriage is defined as “the state of being united as spouses in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law,” then I do have a wife of sorts - minus the spouse part. Her name is Suzie Newcome, and she is my business partner. And our offspring is Namaspa.


Suzie birthed Namaspa 15 years ago. I’ve known Namaspa most of her life and was a fun auntie for several years before I finally signed on the line in 2017. These last two years certainly felt like we were managing a bewildered, hormonal, erratic, obnoxious adolescent. (I’ve always said there are few things more dangerous than a 15-year-old American girl.) Just when we would get one process in place, the world would dramatically shift, and we would find ourselves back at the drawing boards figuring out new ways to support and keep her afloat. We had water wings and snorkels and taught her to flutter kick like hell. She took plenty of giant gasping gulps of water along the way, but she's learned to swim and surf the big waves. Instead of sinking, she’s buoying up and seeking justice in a man’s world.


It’s not unusual for women to think of their businesses as their children. After all, what is entrepreneurship? Merriam says “one who organizes, manages, and assumes the risks of a business or enterprise.” Sounds a lot like a Mom, right? It also entails constant creation.


But, as nice and warm and maternal as this all sounds, holding your business as your child has its inherent risks. Because mothers will do (almost) ANYTHING for their children. We all know this is true, how this goes, and what this can look like. For better and for worse, moms are biologically built to sacrifice their very bones for their lil’ beloveds.


But aunties aren’t. We are a different kind of warrior.


Aunties are made with one degree of separation which gives them powers to see beyond the weeds. While their dear sister-wife is in the thick of it, an auntie can do superhuman things a mom can’t because she became seemingly, suddenly, so stupid. An auntie can manage an adolescent — with firm boundaries and advice — without the pressure to sacrifice her whole self to this being's well-being.


Which is why Suzie and I are not Namaspa’s parents. We are her aunties; sister-wives bound by warrior’s blood and honor to her future well-being. So, I guess Suzie didn’t really birth her; she reproduced by intentionally replicating her heart — “Wonder Twin Powers Activate!” — form of… a yoga community. Because Namaspa isn’t a little girl or a young woman, she is a community of warrior women and warrior men — of humans — doing this precious life together in the name of Justice.


It took me a while to get to this. At first, and especially in the thick of covid, like a mom in the grips of fear, I was out of control. I acted as though Namaspa’s health was way more important than my own. I overworked myself to the point of disease. I was behaving like Namaspa was my vulnerable child, and I had to protect her at all costs. Not. Healthy.


Namaspa is not my child, but she does contain my legacy. OUR legacy. Namaspa throbs with her own soul — a soul that does not belong to us but instead came through us. And though my name or genes may not endure, my/our energetic, ancestral line certainly will.


The feminine power of the sister-auntie-warrior-wife is infused into her spirit and transfused through thought, word, and deed to carry our lineage forward — together — as sisters, wives, mothers, daughters, and aunties — as women. We will continue to conceive, bear, behold, fight, support, and sacrifice. We will not waste time as trivialists. We will write words on stones and drop them in the rivers of time.


What does this look like? Well, to begin with, we will be taking our cherished superpower called ‘attention’ off so much social media and putting more of it on creating a yoga and Ayurveda lifestyle digest that has a more enduring contribution than Instagram posts.


We are choosing to step back from the scroll culture we have contributed to and instead move more of our conversations to a platform where future generations of Namaspians can go to read the words of their foremothers (and fathers too, of course). A land where great words and wisdom aren’t limited or passed by in pursuit of the next shiny thing. A land where our family can gather to interact, contribute, talk, learn, and grow — together.


So, we are excited to announce our own “reader’s digest” called, of course, “DIGEST Yoga and Ayurveda,” a publication designed to help as we all take in, break down, and then discern what to keep and what to leave behind — in our own individual explorations of current and relevant topics related to the yoga and Ayurveda lifestyle.



We look forward to wrapping the Lasso of Truth around a whole lotta stuff and wearing our Bracelets of Submission to remind us to never forfeit our power and independence or submit to the bondages of convention and self-doubt. We will be making contributions and fostering conversations around the following:


Practice

  • Asana and Breathwork Video Nuggets

  • Short Guided Video Meditations

  • About/Why/How-Tos in Power Flow, Healing Flow, Yin, Restorative, and Nidra

  • Mini Classes and Masterclasses


Learn

  • On-Demand Courses to Deepen Your Education

  • Yoga Teacher Trainings


Lifestyle & Wellness

  • Self-Care

  • Mental Health

  • Recovery

  • Food, Recipes, Cooking Demos

  • Travel

  • Book Clubs/Talks


History & Philosophy

  • Sutras, Yamas, and Niyamas

  • Chakras, Koshas, Vayus, oh my!

  • Social Justice

  • Appropriation


We are up to something bigger than ourselves, and geez, we may need to take on more sister-auntie-warrior-wonder-women-wives to get it done! Interested in contributing? Reach out. We would love to get suggestions and/or feature your article or video as we create a library that, unlike Alexandria, cannot be burned to the ground.

 

A 1973 model, Brandy grew up like many girls watching Lynda Carter play Wonder Woman and has been inspired by her ever since.

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