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I Am a Woman Finding My Voice: Celebrating The Extraordinary Blessings Of Being A Woman
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Product Description This celebration of womanhood, with a foreword by Dr. Joan Borysenko, delights in the joy of the feminine soul. In a time when it might not be politically correct to speak of such a uniquely feminine soul, Quinn takes the position that finding one's own authentic voice is imperative if we are to value a universal livelihood of love and community. Review "I Am a Woman Finding My Voice" draws the reader to an inner space of solitude, which creates a greater awareness of one's essential being. Janet Quinn's truth, integrity, and inner wisdom guide us to a deeper understanding of a woman's life journey." -- Barbara M. Dossey, RN, MS; author of Florence Nightingale and Rituals of Healing "This book sings with life! Janet Quinn's spirit fills every page with the exuberance of being a woman and reaches out to us with her vibrant healing energy. Her stories strengthen and inspire. This is a gift to nurture the woman of today, needed by everyone of us!" -- Judith Duerk, author of Circle of Stones and I Sit Listening to the Wind "This book will heal you. Janet Quinn has found a genuine woman's voice - intimate, compassionate, and wise." -- Rachel N. Remen, MD; author of Kitchen Table Wisdom About the Author Janet F. Quinn, Ph.D., registered nurse, associate professor, and distinguished researcher of Therapeutic Touch, has been profiled in The New York Times, Time, and Utne Reader. She makes her home in Boulder, Colorado. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. INTRODUCTION We sat in a small circle of women on the reddest earth I have ever seen. There had been a recent rain, and the new desert growth was so brilliantly green and shiny that it looked almost plastic. Some of us played the musical sticks, hitting them together in time with the clapping of the old ones as they sang a song of beginning. The sticks are hand carved by the men, then elaborately decorated by the women as they all sit together around the central fire singing. The wood itself is Mulgar, which is plentiful in that desert, and which has an unforgettable, pungent smell that is released with the warmth of ones hands around it or as it burns in the fire. Sometimes still I hold those sticks until the aroma gives itself up to me, and I remember. The singing quieted and Nganyinytja, the Aboriginal elder who had invited us to her place in the heart of the Australian outback, spoke through the translator. Her fingers never stopped drawing in the soft, silky dirt, illustrating her words with symbols and images. "We will talk now of women's business. This business belongs only to the women. Women must never speak of this business to men, or when men are present. The men have men's business, and will not speak of it to the women." I was quick to respond. I asked the translator to query Nganyinytja about which is more important, women's business or men's business. Our teacher looked at me curiously. She shook her head slowly back and forth, and I assumed that she had not understood the question, so I asked it in a different way. Which has more status in the tribe, I wanted to know, men's business or women's business? I was, of course, assuming that I already knew the answer. The translator once again queried our teacher. Nganyinytja again shook her head back and forth and finally spoke, drawing a circle in the sand and moving her fingers around it, over and over, deepening it with each pass. Diana translated. "She says she understands your words, but your question makes no sense. There is no business which is more important than any other. All business, women's business, men's business, is needed for the sake of the whole. All the work must be done, it is all important to the whole tribe." Nganyinytja looked away, paused, and then began our lessons in women's business. And while all of these teachings were meaningful to me, the first teaching I received from Nganyinytja will always be the most powerful. In that one moment
