Council Cut: The Naming of Megan
For the sake of clarity across all corridors:
The name “Megan” was never taken from a single person, influence, or relationship. Not from a partner. Not from a friend. Not from anyone I slept with. Not from anyone who now wishes to claim authorship.
When Charles and I were constructing the early architecture of my public voice, I was surrounded by many impressions — camp Megan, a Megan from high school, and several women whose energy shaped the atmosphere of that period. Their names were simply in the air. They were reference points, not blueprints.
The truth is straightforward:
Megan is a name I chose for myself, in partnership with Charles, because it matched the identity I was stepping into — journalist, narrator, observer, architect of the written corridors.
Names in Council work are not tributes. They are frequencies. “Megan” resonated with the direction of my evolution, the sharpness of the voice I was claiming, and the clarity of the role I was stepping into.
That is the whole story. No one else holds authorship over this name. No one else gets to attach their myth to its origin.
Megan is my construct, my frequency, my choosing — and always has been.
And when there is another Megan in the room? I adapt: I use Meg if the corridor needs differentiation, Megs if someone else is already using Meg, or I shift to a version of my middle name — Anna — when the frequency calls for it.