When it’s quiet, our minds converse. Our hearts converse. Our souls converse. They inform us truths. They present us realities. They divulge to us what we’ve ignored, or didn’t see. When it’s quiet, as a substitute of speaking, we pay attention. We absorb what we see round us. We soak up. We uncover.
When it’s quiet, the world takes be aware of our absence. As a result of, immediately, all feels unbalanced. As a result of, immediately, in our silence we’re observed. And possibly that pulling again stirs a energy inside us we didn’t know we had.
However what if silence isn’t the reply?
What if quieting our voices—within the title of protest, within the title of help, within the title of satisfaction and boldness and love—perpetuates every part that held us down within the first place?
What if silence weakens? Reminds us that we’re captive to what we maintain inside our minds. Reminds us that after we are quiet, we stand alone. Reminds us that if we are saying nothing, we’re merely not heard.
And we shouldn’t be silenced, not when our phrases give us energy.
As victims, as survivors, as WARRIORS, the one true energy now we have are our voices.
To cease talking, to cease shouting, to cease sharing our tales—are we making an influence? Or are we falling again into what held us again earlier than? Are we shortening the realm of chance and hope that comes from lastly setting ourselves free?
Are we quieting the voices of different races, ages, disabilities, statuses, and walks of life? Are we shutting down individuals, voices, beliefs, and views that have to be heard?
Does our silence liberate or restrict?
After we don’t inform the truths of what has occurred to us, after we are informed to remain silent, after we are burdened by ache and guilt and worry and anger and disappointment and ache and can’t discover our voice—then it’s as much as the remainder of the ladies who encompass us to talk on our behalf.
To face robust. To help. To say, ‘I believe you. I see you. I hear you. I notice you. I love you.’
It’s as much as girls to point out different girls that phrases of affection, energy, affirmation, perception, and help can by no means be silenced.
It us as much as us, as girls, to study the ability of our voices, the energy of our pores and skin, the worth of coming collectively in protest—possibly not in silence, however, merely in solidarity—affirming that our presence issues. Our presence deserves to be heard.
So no, in the present day, I can’t be silent. I’ll write these words and converse them to life on this web page. I’ll remind myself and the ladies round me that our tales matter, even the toughest ones. I’ll consider within the energy of our voices. I’ll consider within the unbelievable resilience of our souls to proceed to be daring, to share our truths, to be open and susceptible and empowering and complete.
I’ll select to share love and hope as a result of that’s what all of us want proper now.
I’ll select to talk in the present day, to amplify myself and the ladies round me.
I can’t be silenced.