• My International Women’s Day Hangover

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    March 8th was International Women’s Day. I celebrated by surrounding myself with brilliant, strong courageous women who inspire me. In the evening, I read books by my women writer friends. From morning till night, I was in the company of estrogen-laced greatness. Yes I was giddy and uplifted by the love, encouragement, and beauty of these women. All day my facebook buddies were touting how happy and PROUD they were to be women. Yay for us!

    And then comes the morning after, also known as… the hangover. And with it, the sober thoughts.

    Yes, I love being a woman. Sometimes. And sometimes it just plain sucks.

    How could I say such a thing? Because although I believe in the power of positive thinking, I don’t want to be in denial about the hard truths. If we don’t acknowledge them, we can not change them.

    So here is my list of womanly things that SUCK:

    It sucks ….

    That Republican Senate Leader Mitch McConnell just said about one of the most respected women in American history, “(the democratic) presidential ticket for 2016 is shaping up to look like a rerun of ‘The Golden Girls’.” (He is five years older than Hillary…by the way)

    That we are still fighting for control over our own reproductive rights.

    That I’ve had to look over my shoulder all my life walking to my car or getting in an elevator because one in six US women are rape victims.

    That my daughter has to carry pepper spray.

    That women in so many parts of the world aren’t free, don’t have rights, are chased by the virtue police, have to wear burqas, are shot for trying to go to school, or stoned to death for minor infractions that men get away with every day.

    That one in four women are victims of domestic violence

    Oh yeah….and since I’m feeling cranky, these things suck too:

    That women are expected to be eternally thin and eternally young.

    That we have to wear bras and high heels. Those suckers are uncomfortable!

    That we have to suffer through a good forty years of menstruating, cramping, headaches, bloating….and then at the end, you get….ta-da MENOPAUSE!

    That we get so many special infections exclusively our own, plus all the woman-specific cancers for which research is under-funded.

     

    Okay so I’m ranting. I’ll stop.

    I’m just saying it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. We have to be better, fight harder, strive more than our counterparts. Here in the US, opportunity abounds and I can pursue any dream I want, but I’m still looking over my shoulder every time a new bill threatens my freedoms, every time a stranger walks behind me, every time I turn on the news and hear yet another report of a missing woman who happens to have a really suspicious creepy boyfriend, and I can never forget that women around the world are still oppressed.

    Ever since Eve took the rap in Genesis, on some level we’ve been cowering, apologizing for our gender. We bought the lie, and forgot who we really are. I mean…think about it. We CREATE LIFE in our wombs! We are capable of connecting with others at deep soul levels. Our intuition is astounding. But in many ways we are still in that victim role. We haven’t yet stepped into our power, or as my friend Amy says, awakened to our greatness.

    So yes, let’s celebrate, but not because the struggle is over. Let’s celebrate all that is good, the progress we’ve made, and the road ahead that we have yet to walk together. TOGETHER ladies, not competing against one another. Let’s celebrate awakening to our greatness.

    I am proud to be a woman, proud of all we’ve come through and survived, proud to carry the suffragette spirit in my veins, proud of all the women I am honored to call my friends. And I will be proud to continue to stand up for women, everywhere, until we are equal, free, and safe all around the world.

    Happy Hangover Day.


      • Maya North

      • March 16, 2013 at 10:26 pm
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      Sports bras, flats and a red belt in martial arts. But yeah, I have been in a rage about the status of women since I found out that not being able to pee standing up made me inferior to men in the eyes of most. And when I hear women say “we just want to be equal” I get even more ticked off–not at the women–but that they are in a system where they have been raised not to realize that they were *born* equal–which can neither be granted nor taken away. I think we all need to read Sheri S. Tepper’s A Gate to Women’s Country, set up something like that, then invite our favorite men to come with us. XXXOOO



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