✍️ #PrideOnThePage Week 1: ROOTED (Foundations of Self) (June 1-7)
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🫚 Week 1: Rooted (Foundations of Self)
Runs June 1–7 on Substack Notes
Friends, welcome to the first week of #PrideOnThePage—a gentle, imaginative invitation to come closer to yourself, and maybe a little closer to each other. This week is called Rooted, and we’ll begin with the foundations of self: names, mirrors, origins, firsts, the language that shaped us.
We begin underground—with the names, stories, silences, and first sparks that shaped us.
This week invites you to trace your queer beginnings, not as a fixed origin point, more as fertile ground.
What formed you?
What did you bloom in spite of?
Each day from June 1–7, I’ll post:
one word
a poetic spark
and a short invitation to reflect or respond in your own way—writing, art, collage, voice note, anything.
You don’t need to follow a set format or share your response (though you're warmly welcome to). You can use Notes, your own post, a private journal—whatever space feels right.
You don’t need to explain who you are. You don’t need to be certain. You just need to begin. And please, don't stress yourself. Sometimes a word, a sentence, a short note is already your answer. You can always return and add to it.
This week, we’re tracing the threads of where we started—and what grew from there.
With warmth,
Jay 🌈✍️
Please don’t miss the brilliant creators who are responding with layered, moving reflections to this first week of creations:
🫚 Week 1: Rooted (Foundations of Self)
We begin underground—with the names, stories, silences, and first sparks that shaped us. This week invites you to trace your queer beginnings, not as a fixed origin point, more as fertile ground. What formed you? What did you bloom in spite of?
#PrideOnThePage 1 (June 1): NAME
✨Begin with a word they once called you—and let it unravel into truth.✨
What names have shaped your identity—those you were given, those you chose, and those you’ve had to shed?
Names can feel like mirrors or fences. We inherit them, resist them, rewrite them. Some we carry like armor, others like wounds. And some become a doorway into self-definition.
Today’s prompt invites you to reflect on the language you’ve been marked by—whether spoken in love or in dismissal—and to trace the truth inside it.
#PrideOnThePage Day 2 (June 2): ORIGIN
✨Plant your voice in the soil of your becoming. Let it grow wild.✨
Where did your voice begin? In geography, lineage, rupture, or myth?
Today’s prompt turns our attention to beginnings—not just where you came from, more like how you were formed. Root your words in what shaped you: the land, the silence, the stories told or withheld. What grows from your starting point?
#PrideOnThePage Day 3 (June 3): MIRROR
✨Write as the mirror that once betrayed you—then turned tender.✨
What have you seen in your reflection that changed over time—or refused to?
Mirrors don’t just show us back to ourselves; they distort, withhold, reveal. This prompt invites you to write from the perspective of the mirror, or the gaze that shaped your sense of self. What shifts when you are the one holding the frame?
#PrideOnThePage Day 4 (June 4): WHISPER
✨Let the quietest part of you speak first.✨
What voice have you kept hidden—and what might it say if given space?
Sometimes what we whisper holds more truth than what we shout. Today, turn the volume down. Let silence be the stage for something delicate, small, or sacred to emerge
#PrideOnThePage Day 5 (June 5): FIRST
✨Trace the outline of your first yes. Let the writing live there.✨
What was your first moment of (queer) recognition—of joy, desire, permission?
This prompt invites you to write about a threshold. The first kiss, first refusal, first truth spoken aloud. Begin at the moment when something inside you stepped forward.
#PrideOnThePage Day 6 (June 6): LANGUAGE
✨Break open the grammar of your native tongue. What sings in the silence?✨
What words do you reach for—or resist—when you write yourself?
Language carries power, and also pressure. Today, explore the words you inherited, the ones you invented, or the ones that fail you. Make room for stutters, for rhythm, for silence as syntax.
#PrideOnThePage Day 7 (June 7): BLOOM
✨Describe the bloom that grows from something forgotten.✨
What part of yourself has taken root in shadow—and blossomed anyway?
Today’s prompt calls you to notice growth in unexpected places. What has bloomed without permission, or in spite of resistance? Let it take up space on the page.
Continue the Challenge in the next weeks:
You don’t need to sign up. Just check my Substack Notes or #PrideOnThePage-Hub and the respective Essay for the week each day.
🫚 Week 1: Rooted (Foundations of Self) (was June 1-7)
🛡️ Week 2: Resistance (Power, Protest, and Survival) (Runs June 8 -14)
💗 Week 3: Love (Connection, Intimacy, Chosen Family)(Runs June 15-21)
🌈 Week 4: Becoming (Joy, Vision, and Liberation) (Runs June 22-28)
🏡 Final Days: Reflection and Celebration (Run June 29 and 30)
✨ What becomes of it
By the end of June, you may hold:
Thirty sparks
A thread you didn’t know you needed
A language for something previously unspoken
You might gather what you’ve written and shape it into:
A stitched poem
A reimagined About page
A queer manifesto
A letter to your future or former self
Or maybe you keep it private. Whole. Undisturbed. That’s writing too.
What matters is that you showed up.
What matters is that you wrote.
✨ Why This Matters
Writing opens a door.
Not just to the page, but to each other.
This challenge is about what happens when we meet with curiosity instead of certainty.
When we ask instead of assume.
When we explore the space between what we’ve been told and what we’ve begun to know.
You don’t need credentials. You don’t need a label. You don’t need to be sure.
You just need to begin.
So bring your voice.
Bring your questions.
Bring your presence.
Let’s put pride on the page—together.
With care,
Jay 🏳️🌈✍️
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