Sunday, March 26, 2017

Thursday, March 23, 2017

2017- We Rise Up

Sunrise in the Sonoran desert 


I am a lover of words. Poignant and powerful markers of character and intent.  Nothing is as satisfying as succinctly expressing  what moves the heart, what captivates our intellect and defines our curiosities. Yet, so much of 2016 has left me without them, speechless and muted.   I would love to read the words of  Steinbeck, Abbey or Whitman had they encountered  our country's current state of "transition".  

I was deeply moved by Michelle Obama's speech in New Hampshire earlier this year and I can't forget her words. Not words of a politician, not words of a democrat, not words of a woman of color, just words, woman to woman. Words that resonated and awakened.