The Women’s March and Me

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It’s been 3 weeks since I went to the Women’s March in Boston. And I am still processing how much impact that day had on my life and the world as a whole.

My best friend was telling me how as humans we are only concerned with things that impact us. That’s why some people aren’t outraged by police brutality or Islamophobia. It doesn’t affect them. She was saying how it’s in our nature to only worry about ourselves. And I think that’s what the Women’s March was for me. What was hurting people of color, immigrants, under-served communities, womankind, was hurting me. Not because it necessarily impacted my life on a daily basis but because we are all connected. They are my brothers and sisters. And if they hurt, I hurt.

I received a lot of push back from my conservative friends and family members. Because to16143316_1279601042134954_2415129703960759635_n them I was following “what was popular” and I was “influenced by the lies of mainstream media.” And yes, there were people there saying “F#%* Trump” at the march and were unapologetic in their chanting of “not my president.” But that was such a small fraction of what happened at the marches that day. It wasn’t perfect unity, (I’ve read about some people being upset that it was mostly white people or the real issues weren’t being talked about, or people were there just to take selfies and look good on social media) but that is not what I experienced.

My experience was this…

It was one of the most loving, warm, kind, caring experiences of my life. People were joined together and passionate about all these critical causes. I had never done a march before, so I didn’t know what to expect. Everyone kept saying how it was the most polite crowd they’d ever been in, and that’s with over 100,000 people in Boston marching, all with different histories and backgrounds, standing together. There were men, women, families, old, young. And no one was arrested, and everyone was thoughtful of others.

And I want to say this:

Even if nothing was accomplished, even if the important issues weren’t tackled… There was a moment and message of love that was created between hundreds of thousand of people from all over the world. And to me, that is a miracle. To me, that is worthwhile.

16114898_1279601372134921_5432408166213162425_nI was able to meet and talk to so many amazing people, and when we marched people in the buildings and on the sidewalks cheered us on. We celebrated each other. We stood together. And we were there saying, “Together we can change the world.”

Sidenote: Even in the Women’s bathroom line (which was the longest line ever), there was camaraderie and laughter and connection. I met a woman who was a Pakistani Muslim immigrant with a PhD. We talked about how great our country is and our passions. It was one of my favorite moments from the day. 

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Since the march, I know many people have been motivated and inspired to continue to fight for the causes that are impacting our country and ultimately the world. For me personally, I have felt more empowered than ever for Sister Radio to be a platform to give a voice to these issues and to the stories that need to be told.

The Women’s March wasn’t just a “Trump bashing” event. It was a moment of love between strangers. It was a moment of deep humanity. And I wish everyone could have been there to experience it.

Overall I’m grateful for that historic day and that I got to be a part of it. I hope to tell my children about it one day.

If you would like to get involved with Sister Radio or you want to share your story, contact us at yoursisterradio@gmail.com. Together we WILL change the world! ❤

Love you all!

Listen to our live show from the Women’s March  HERE

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