“I am no longer accepting the things I cannot change. I am changing the things I cannot accept.”
A few months ago, The Women’s March announced they were hosting the inaugural Women’s Convention in Detroit from Oct. 27-29. I hemmed and hawed about whether or not I would go – I wanted to desperately, but I was hesitant to go alone. Eventually, after some convincing from a few of my closest friends, I decided to take the plunge and I bought myself a ticket – rediscovering my independence, right?
I’ve been politically active for a while – as a lot of us have since the election of 45 – and this convention was a way for me to learn how to be a better activist from female leaders who were on the front lines, working hard every single day. The convention included hundreds of workshops, panels, and discussions about issues facing our country and our society – from women’s representation in the media and speechwriting to sexual assault and confronting white womanhood.
I was in awe all weekend. Incredible women were both on stage and in the audience in such a welcoming, inclusive, and diverse environment unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I cried, made friends, learned more than I ever thought possible, and regained the inspiration and the motivation we all need in the face of our current political climate.
I’ve always known that I wanted to contribute to our political landscape. Whether that’s through my writing or any other way I can, I want to make a difference. This convention reinforced that for me – it reminded me that activism holds a spot close to my heart, and it’s something I need to be dedicating my time to.
I do plan to go more in-depth about several of the panels, discussions, and experiences I had at the convention in more blog posts. Three days of pure information being thrown at you not only takes a while to process, but it can’t all be condensed into a single 500-word blog post.
Thankfully, I filmed a lot of the weekend and put it together for your viewing pleasure. Hopefully you enjoy the glimpse into some of the speeches and discussions we were having.
Keep a look out for more blog posts about the Women’s Convention and some of the things we discussed along the way.
Today, I challenge you to step outside of your comfort zone. Driving to Detroit and attending this convention all alone was a bold and unorthodox move for me. But I did it – and I have to say, it was one of the best experiences of my life. So think outside the box, dream your biggest dream, and take the leap.