🌹🎶 A Woman’s Voice 🎶 🌹
A Women's History Month Ramble
Dear Friend
A Woman’s Voice
When you think of women’s voices, who comes to mind?
Do you hear the soothing voice of a mother, grandmother, or auntie
or the instantly recognisable tone of a beloved female partner or friend?
Which wise women do you turn to for guidance, and which female singers serenade your soul, draw out the dance within your cells and open your heart?
Emerging from oppressive narratives, women’s voices rise -
singing, roaring, lamenting, wailing, screaming, whispering and guiding.
Throughout history, we hear the revolutionary force of women’s voices calling out for Bread! (French Revolution 1789) Bread and Roses (America 1912)
Woman, Life, Freedom (Iran 2022) and Bread, Work, Freedom (Afghanistan 2021)
Every woman’s voice that shatters the glass ceiling resonates
with millions of others who go unheard.
Every woman who dares to tell her story speaks
for the women who came before and the ones yet to come.
In the inspiration box, you’ll find three female writers I’m currently tuning into.
I’m forever grateful to the women - past, present and future -
whose songs and stories have touched mine.
Wishing you a Wonderful Women’s History Month
Looking forward to seeing, hearing and singing with you!
Be well, breathe deep and keep singing loudly!
katie@therosewindow.org
www.therosewindow.org
@katierosewindow on the Socials
Photo: remembering the female Pharaohs with the Sphinx in Crystal Palace after a 14k run on IWD.
🌹🎶 Inspiration Corner
Jeanette Winterson’s books blew my head and heart open 30 years ago,
and I enjoy her brilliantly provocative Substack posts.
Fairy Godmother of Writers, Beth Kempton’s magical courses
and Substack Soul Circle bring dreams into reality.
“Words are like birds, when you publish books you are setting caged birds free. They can go wherever they please. They can fly over the highest walls and across vast distances, settling in mansions of gentry, in farmsteads and labourers’ cottages alike. You never know whom those words will reach, whose hearts will succumb to their sweet songs.”
- Elif Shafak, There Are Rivers in the Sky
Censored by the Turkish Government, Elif Shafak now lives in the UK. Her latest book fluidly time-travels the banks of the Thames and the Tigris, casting light on child poverty in Victorian London, the 2014 Yazidi genocide and the impact of the Ilısu Dam. As a Crystal Palace resident, I was thrilled to find it passes through the Great Exhibition.
Elif’s Substack continuously affirms the power of storytelling to unite us.
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