March – Lavender Soap and Poetry

You may be interested to know that from 5th – 11th March is Lavender Week, a campaign started by the Lavender Trust to raise awareness of issues facing younger women with breast cancer. It is also a fundraising campaign, to enable greater access to the support and information which Breast Cancer Care developed specifically for this age group. With this in mind, we have decided that a percentage of all sales of our handmade goats’ milk Somerset Lavender Soap this month will go to the Lavender Trust. A good cause and a nice little Mothers’ Day gift rolled into one! This gorgeous soap is handmade in Somerset from ingredients that are all natural and organic, as well as locally sourced. Not only does it smell delicious and create a creamy lather; it comes beautifully wrapped in pretty fabric, to make the perfect token gift.

March is also the month of International Women’s Day (8th), Easter Sunday (23rd) and both the first day of Spring and World Poetry Day on the 21st.  I found this poem which seemed particularly relevant to this month:

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me. Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.