I was putting on a pair of pants when I heard a gurgling noise. It was my belly. It wasn't hungry. It was mad. Then I heard a voice. Abdomens don't normally speak, but it clearly needed to. I sat down and listened because it's not every day you hear your parts talking.
As women, we must be open to the idea that our messages of inspiration are in need of an upgrade. Our words matter greatly and unless we're willing to be challenged in how we communicate, we serve no one but ourselves.