June is about to get real. I leave for Beirut in 8 days. Yes, 8. Flights booked. Lodging confirmed. Airport taxi arranged.
The Women In Conflict (WinC) project has been nearly a decade in the making. If you’ve spent any time around me in the past 8 years, you’ve likely suffered through my rants on “supposed gender-neutral” foreign policy and felt slightly alarmed upon witnessing my unusually large collection of terrorism-related books. You’ve probably glanced in shock at my massive project budget spreadsheets, and I know you’ve whispered a little “what the hell” under your breath after hearing my plans for field research. Every bone in my body believes in this work. I know the Women In Conflict project will change the way we understand what is ‘woman’, especially in conflict settings. Documenting women’s lived experience is absolutely critical to redefining women as more than passive victims. Moreover, by listening to women, rather than speaking for women, we tell women “your voice matters … you matter.”
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Exciting news! Global Insight is starting a new series of workshops.
Join me June 11th @ 1-5p in Midtown Manhattan
Learn how gender analysis is applied to logic models, results frameworks, and theories of change.
If your work touches international development, domestic or international aid, organizing, or human rights, you’ll likely find our next workshop extremely helpful.
From the car I saw her. Brown and gold layers of cloth enveloping a distinctive figure rich with the righteous scars of creating and bearing witness to life. Her skin weathered but her hands strong, she inhabited a space physically demanding and emotionally taxing, all while maintaining a knowing calm. Whereas I struggled to restore a semblance of ‘zen’ amongst the chaos of the market – imagine store fronts masked by a wave of makeshift stalls occupying every nook and cranny of streets and alleys, which pulsed with hundreds of simultaneous negotiations all set to the soundtrack of local Ghanaian music interrupted by competing horns in a sauna-like heat – this woman effortlessly reconnected with vendors who had clearly become old friends after decades of patronage. Arguably the informal Queen of Madina, this woman reminded me of the powerful and often overlooked role women play in our communities. Her movement built upon an understanding of things from the vantage point of an observer whose survival requires managing the intricacies of a system that often favors the needs of others above her own.
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