Hey Reader, Last Friday night, I went to see Melissa Etheridge in concert with two of my high school besties. The crowd? Glorious. It was basically a sea of middle-aged women belting out lyrics like we’d never left our youth. There’s something about live music—especially the kind that once blasted from your car stereo—that messes with your sense of time. It’s easy to get wistful in moments like that. But looking around at this concert, seeing these smiling, singing women was living, breathing, dancing proof that we’re still here. Which makes my frustration with how women are treated in the world even more intense. In healthcare? 🩺 Research funding for women is getting slashed. And yet: The world wants our money, our labor, and our patience. Haven’t you had enough? Here’s what I think: That’s the work I do through The Circe Collective — helping women get seen, heard, and respected with: ✔ Media kits & messaging that clarify what you do Because we’re not done. We’re just getting warmed up. Stay fierce, P.S. You can be the woman who shows up for everyone else and the one who belts out Melissa Etheridge lyrics on a Friday night. If this newsletter gave you a second to feel both—to remember both—I’m so glad.
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I’m Danielle Davies—writer, speaker, and host of Roar. Dispatches is where I share what I’m thinking about, working on, or trying to make sense of.