{"id":3434,"date":"2017-11-13T12:00:58","date_gmt":"2017-11-13T18:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/?p=3434"},"modified":"2022-02-16T14:39:40","modified_gmt":"2022-02-16T20:39:40","slug":"having-a-voice-day-13-bahai-blogging-challenge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/3434","title":{"rendered":"Having a voice: Day 13 Baha&#8217;i Blogging Challenge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"Feast was lovely in Wilmette tonight. Scattered at times, but lovely.\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/sholeh\/8031671542\/in\/photolist-5Y5zny-5Y1ifF-5Y5xkC-JXNwiD-ALg2kp-deJq8y-hPX7o-hPX8f-hPWsH-BVZUC-5kxhh-5kxhf-5kxha-5kxhd-5kxh9\" data-flickr-embed=\"true\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/farm9.staticflickr.com\/8170\/8031671542_ba8264b5f7_n.jpg\" alt=\"Feast was lovely in Wilmette tonight. Scattered at times, but lovely.\" width=\"175\" height=\"175\"\/><\/a>When I was a child, I remember curling up under a blanket or even pulling a rug over myself during long meetings, or Feast, or any activity in which adults were talking and I stayed in the room. I remember being small, but assertive. (Nothing has changed about the assertive part.) I remember my parents telling me that I needed to have a voice, even if my voice was small and my thoughts not fully formed. That this was <em>my<\/em> Baha&#8217;i community and that participation from individual community members is one of the things that made the Baha&#8217;i Faith different from other religions.<\/p>\n<p>I remember having a voice. I remember that sometimes people struggle with that voice, that nothing has changed since then, that we still fight against the influences of a failing society, with its flaws and racism and misogyny. But that I had a voice, and a community, and that was more than a lot of people I knew. And now I am more aware, and I can speak up, and bring up the tough conversations.<\/p>\n<p>We are learning, as a community, how to give others a voice, and what consultation truly looks like. We are human, and therefore flawed, but we are learning. And I promise that I will always try to hear everyone&#8217;s voice.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a child, I remember curling up under a blanket or even pulling a rug over myself during long meetings, or Feast, or any activity in which adults were talking and I stayed in the room. I remember&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3434","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bahai"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3434","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3434"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3434\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3715,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3434\/revisions\/3715"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3434"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3434"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3434"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}