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Jacinda Arden and Nancy Pelosi and the power of female grace. It has been another bad inning for male leadership. Besides the hourly flatulence of Trumpian twitterings and the addition of Brazil’s Bolsonaro to the confederacy of bullyboy power, we have been treated to a second wave of masculine mayhem. The reputations of the Patriots owner Robert Kraft, R. Kelly, the philanthropist Michael Steinhardt and even the sainted co-founder of the Southern Poverty Law Center, Morris D

Dorothy Irene Height was born on March 24th, 1912 in Richmond, Virginia. She was the daughter of a building contractor and a nurse. When she was five years old, her family moved to Rankin, Pennsylvania where she excelled as a student while attending racially integrated schools. In high school, Height showed great talent as an orator. She also became socially and politically active, participating in anti-lynching campaigns. Height's skills as a speaker took her all the way to

A'Lelia's great, great, grandmother is highlighted in my book, "They Persisted." A'Lelia's book, "On Her Own Ground:" is a rich and complete look at the life of Madam C.J. Walker, a well researched and beautifully written work. It is poignant look at Black history in the U.S. A rewarding read. Just looking into her eyes, the confident, passionate, determined, curious woman that she is shines through in greeting. This Network Television Producer and Executive, Journalist, Re

Juliette Gordon was born in Savannah, Georgia in 1860. She was the second of six children and nicknamed “Daisy.” Her father, William Washington Gordon II, was a cotton broker. Her mother, Nellie Kinzie, was a writer whose family actually played a role in the founding of Chicago. When she was six months old her father joined the Confederate States Army to fight in the Civil War. The war was being fought dangerously close to their plantation so her mother took her and her two

It has recently been noted that my pages do not reflect “the most important job in the world, motherhood.” I totally agree, that it is the most important job in the world, yet it is often the only way women are portrayed. I am a mother or three beautiful sons, and it was the best job I ever had! I loved being a mother, and while adult children present in ways I had never expected, I still love being a mother. I devoted all of myself to those children as they grew. They wer

Alice Stebbins Wells was born in Manhattan, Kansas, in 1873. She was the daughter of well-educated parents, both of whom attended Oberlin College. After her birth, the family moved to Hiawatha, Kansas (about 70 miles north of Topeka), where her father started a local newspaper. There is not much more known about her early childhood but she did attend high school in Atchison which was about 40 miles away from her home, so the family either moved, or she boarded with someone in

I participated in a powerful gathering on Saturday evening, March 9th. What shall I call it? A remembrance? Perhaps. It marked 600 days in sanctuary for Rosa Sabido. Maybe it was a celebration? A celebration of the indomitable spirit and love of a beautiful woman? Whatever label you choose to put on it, the enormous love, deep, deep sorrow and genuine caring in that room was palpable. There was an electricity that connected us all. I can still feel it this morning. Deep

The year was 1978 and Annie Griffiths, at the age of 25, had just landed a job at National Geographic. She was one of the first women to be hired as a photographer by the magazine, and also the youngest. At that time, she had never been outside of the United States, but quickly found herself thrust into the fast-paced world of international photojournalism, often working in several different countries for a single project — and, eventually, with two kids in tow. Annie is deep

In my humble opinion, every day is the day of the woman! However, I do love that we do have one day set aside to acknowledge, honor and celebrate women. For too long we have gone largely unnoticed, or noticed for all the wrong reasons, objectified, and uncelebrated! Today I reach out and celebrate all the wonderful women in my life, in the world, who are making this a better planet for us all! For all those who serve, who are creating, who are involved in politics, who ar

Tomorrow is International Day of the Woman. This felt right to celebrate women everywhere. Here’s to the gritty, truth-seeking goddesses who aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty. Here’s to the brave, badass females who have blasted through a nightmare of shit to be standing here today. The luscious ladies who love feeling the raw earth beneath their bare feet, and bow down proudly to the supple, winding curves of their thick, fleshy hips. Here’s to the creative vixens who b