I heard a little girl speaking to her mother on the elevator asking why she had to go to her classmate’s birthday party even though it wasn’t her friend.
Her mother said, “We need to be kind to everyone in our class not just our friends. We need to think about how we want friends at our birthday party so we do the same for others. We need to be…”
DING. The elevator door opened to their floor and I didn’t catch the end of her statement. I wanted to chase after the woman and squeeze her frail and tired body.
I started creating a whole list of things in my head that “We need to be” particularly as women. Need is often a dirty word, but let’s give need the power back just for a minute.
I’ve spent a lot of time in the past 10 years around groups of women. I was in a sorority in college and my coaching team is predominantly female. I’ve met and befriended women from all over the world and I have grown such a deep respect and admiration for women who are fighting the good fight. I am in several online communities in the digital world that promote women traveling, exercising, writing, and pretty much owning their personal passions.
I love women who are standing up for what they believe in, especially when it isn’t something that everyone believes in. We need more women like that.
I believe in strong women, feminism and women having a voice.
So, here it is.
I don’t hate men. I love men. I was raised by an incredible man, grew up with two wonderful guys as my older brothers and I am currently in love with one of the good ones.
But, I, in fact am a woman. And I have a voice. A voice I can proudly articulate.
Today is International Women’s Day and I am beyond grateful that I have a voice because many women still don’t.
On an episode of Magic Lessons with Elizabeth GIlbert she said, “To be criticized is the tax that you pay for having a public voice. To be rejected is the tax that you pay for having a public voice. There is a very simple way to make sure that you are never criticized and never rejected and that is to never have a public voice.”
So, today, I want to write a message of hope, a bit of a mini-manifesto; for young women, old women, working women, children, students, prostitutes, artists, or anyone who identifies as female.
Individually, it is hard to be everything we want to be but together we can be. Together we are what we need.