I remembered one of my grandmothers being very quiet, too. I hardly knew her because she barely spoke. The women in my family who did talk mostly filled the air with judgment—always criticizing others. It felt toxic.
Meanwhile, I resented how easily men seemed to speak their minds. Why was it so painful for me to speak mine? Why were so many women’s conversations centered on tearing each other down?
The answers became clear when I took a Women’s Studies course in college and learned about the patriarchal system we’ve been living under for millennia. In order to maintain power, men have ensured that women’s voices don’t matter. We’ve been conditioned to obsess over how others perceive us, while our culture pits us against each other—keeping us distrustful of each other, divided, and ultimately weaker.
My journey to finding my voice—and becoming brave enough to use it—has been long and transformative. A big part of this growth has come from our Red Tents. These sacred gatherings are where we focus on empowerment, confidence, and self-worth. It’s where we share tools for growth, supporting each other in stepping into our divine feminine power. And most importantly, it’s a space where our voices are truly heard.
Now, more than ever, we need to use those voices. Under this current federal administration, we are witnessing a resurgence of patriarchal oppression. This is a moment that demands we speak up—not just for ourselves, but for our daughters and for Mother Earth.
Our next Red Tent is this Saturday night, and we will be focusing on clearing and activating our throat chakras. Some of us will also be marching that afternoon, raising our voices in protest. It will be a powerful day of truth-speaking, and I invite you to be part of it.
Register here.
How confident are you in expressing yourself the way you’d like? Let me know in the comments.