I’m reclaiming my feminist!
I want to explode as I write that.
In an age of Trump and Boris and, goddess save us, Rees-Mogg, my heart breaks for young women,
I want every last one of them to have found her voice, to be listened to in the same way as a privileged white and/or Eton trained male is listened to… AND expects to be.
Neither are you.
I went to a political fund-raiser last Saturday in a gorgeous marquee on someone’s lush lawn. A majority of men as usual but, hey, what’s new? Food arrived and I offered to announce it for the host as he was hoarse.
My voice boomed out majestically. Even I was a little surprised at its richness, depth, tonality and reach. I absolutely loved it and the attention I commanded.
However, I have consciously trained my voice.
I learned that people listen more and ascribe more cred to those with deeper voices (like those of men of course!) which also project further than higher pitched ones. No prizes for guessing in which direction I changed my voice!
So I can guarantee I get listened to as well as any male, Eton trained or not.
Conversely, I was at a recent meeting where two people bullied the less than confident female Chair. They happened to be male but I’ve seen it done by pseudo-male women too.
In the front row, I kept making knife-across-throat gestures for the Chair to put an end to the haranguing. And hissed ‘move on’ several times when she gave them air space by her hesitation.
But she couldn’t. She was paralysed.
I so squirmed in my chair. My body wanted to leap at the bullies like an uncoiled tiger. It was one of my want-to-tear-my-chest-open moments so I could reveal the screaming rage inside which hides uncounted wounds inflicted because I am woman and was girl-child.
I wanted to shriek, ‘FOR GOD’S SAKE WOMAN TAKE YOUR POWER!’
And, oh… how I wished that my mother had.
I WANT EVERY WOMAN TO HAVE A FREAKIN’ VOICE LIKE MINE!
Not just in the delivery but in the confidence and knowing
I HAVE AS MUCH RIGHT AS ANY MALE, WHATEVER HIS ETHNIC AND EDUCATION HERITAGE, TO BE LISTENED TO.
And, even more…
I HAVE SHIT-HOT IMPORTANT THINGS TO SAY THAT ONLY WOMEN KNOW AND CAN.
So I’m reclaiming my feminist to inspire women who don’t want to die with a wasted life. To inspire them to find their voice, their power, and use it in the service of manifesting what they desire… whatever that is!
You’re too precious to be silenced by the bullies whoever they are and however they do it. Grab your place now.
Love to you…