I read The She Book by @tanyamarkul this afternoon whilst waiting to present at an online meeting (which I almost missed because technical difficulties of course kick in at the most inconvenient times!) I don’t quite remember how I came to get this – I know I added it to a recent online order because someone had recommended it somewhere. Maybe in my Feminist Bookclub group? I’m not sure. I’m also not sure that reading this in one sitting was the ideal way to consume it, because it feels like a “read a page at a time and ponder on what it means for your life” kind of book. Affirmations. Prayers. Reassurances that you’re broken, but your brokenness is completely ok. Some of them moved me deeply. Some of them didn’t hit home for Today Tamara, but I know that Past Tamara would have appreciated reading them, or Future Tamara may need to. Regardless, it felt like a lovely way to end a day where I read poetry by the wonderful @kirli.saunders and the inimitable Maya Angelou. Women, huh?