On Saturday I was invited to participate in an American symbol of freedom in Missoula, a women’s march. It’s emphasis was on women’s rights and included a variety of other viewpoints from thousands of participants with signs and banners that ranged from partisan to humorous, off color to profound.

I’d never attended anything like this before, being one who sits in front of the computer stewing over current events stories, rather than getting out in the world and expressing myself. There were men there, too, and children learning about democracy and the importance of being informed and motivated. It was a social event with everyone bundled up to stay warm, playing with the dogs milling around, and meeting with friends – kindred spirits sharing ideas, wishes and, hopefully, answers to their questions. It was an orderly, friendly, sanctioned event. No one interfered.

There were whites, Native Americans, blacks, and a brave transgender gal who all gave talks and inspired an eager crowd. It’s impressive to witness someone who feels strongly about their cause eloquently and intelligently express their concerns, ranging from abuse, discrimination, politics, and the current presidency.

It didn’t matter whether I agreed with everything I heard or saw. The thing that struck me most was that we had the freedom to be there, the freedom to say whatever was in our hearts, to agree or disagree, and to openly discuss ideas. All were welcomed to participate – whites, blacks, Natives, undocumented Guatemalans and anyone else who wanted to voice an opinion. Though one march may not alter the current state of affairs, or even the hundreds of marches that were held nationwide, it’s helping to keep the women of the country united, sharing a common goal. Go back fifty years and the benefits of Americans letting their voices be heard are obvious. I was proud to be part of it!