I Am a Woman Finding My Voice. I wrote this book nearly two decades ago. I'm glad it's still in print (amazing!) because, perhaps, it has never been more relevant. Of course, I have changed and evolved since then and might choose some additions and deletions to the thoughts expressed and words written as a younger woman. Nevertheless, it is my hope that what is offered might support and affirm any and all women, but especially new generations of younger women, wherever they find themselves in the process of finding their own voices, their own truth, their own goodness and beauty, strength and wisdom.
In participation with the 2018 Women's March and with what some are calling The Year of the Woman, I will post one affirmation or reflection from the book weekly, beginning on January 20. I invite you to check them out over at their own webpage.
January 20, 2018
I am a woman FINDING MY VOICE
Did I first lose my voice when I learned not to cry too loud or make too much noise so I didn't wake up daddy? Or was it when I learned that talking in church was a sin (unless it was to a priest). Was it the first time I didn't say what was inside of me because I didn't want to make someone mad, or was it the first time that I said what wasn't true because I didn't want to hurt someone's feelings? No matter now. Now, I am finding my voice! I am laughing, screaming, crying and cooing! I am making delighted sounds and angry sounds. I growl and moan, and I sing and chant! I offer soft and sweet words of comfort or passion and I speak loud, clear words of outrage and opposition. I am making holy noise and I am keeping holy, holy silence. Finding my voice means that I claim my freedom to express myself. It means that I speak only what is true for me and that I will never be silenced again. I am a woman finding my voice!