Today I joined the Women’s March in London and though I went alone I could not have felt more part of something.
Getting off the tube at Bond Street station I turned down a side street and was met with a wall of people holding signs waiting patently to begin our walk to the US embassy then onwards to Trafalgar Square.
Crowds normally make me extremely anxious but as we began to move down the narrow streets to join the march I never once felt overwhelmed, everyone was respectful and we slowly made our way together as one. This feeling of unity was one of the over riding themes of the day, people off all ages, genders and races took to the streets in an act of solidarity.
Many think that these protests will not change anything but I believe in HOPE over fear and think that when we come together it shows strength and that we the people do have power. In London alone 100k people walked together shoulder to shoulder, in the freezing cold, that is something that cannot be ignored.
Sitting writing this only an hour after leaving the celebration at Trafalgar Square I cannot quite comprehend what took place, but it really did feel like the start of something – good or bad only time will tell.
As you might be able to tell I do not yet have the words to express what happened today or what may happen in the future, it’s all too raw and uncertain but one thing I do know is that for the first time in a while I feel strangely hopeful.