My Feminist Affirmation

I’ve heard it described as waking up from a long sleep. It is. Or a bell that’s ringing in your head that can’t be unrung. I hear it ringing everyday. Or like coming out of Plato’s Cave, into the light. There is so much more to see now. I am a Feminist, and I know it is my path to selfhood, sisterhood, social justice, and a more perfect world.

It begins with hearing a sister, a friend, a woman in need. Feeling her pain, digging down to the roots of it. It continues with a desire to walk in her shoes, examine the source of her distress, and dissect it. And most importantly,  it involves looking inside, discovering the weaknesses we have been conditioned with, and finding new strength, and watching it grow. We can then look outside, we must, we’re drawn to it. We gather our friends, our family, our colleagues, whoever will listen, and we reveal what we now know. What we now believe. What we sincerely question. Our observations and activism flow over like water from a spillway. It is exhilarating.