A Romantic Feminist
It sounds like an oxymoron, a romantic feminist. If you believe stereotypes, feminists aren’t even feminine! Where I come from, women who are pro-women are assumed to be anti-man! So what’s a feminist… Continue reading
It sounds like an oxymoron, a romantic feminist. If you believe stereotypes, feminists aren’t even feminine! Where I come from, women who are pro-women are assumed to be anti-man! So what’s a feminist… Continue reading
What is it about Maya Angelou that makes women want her to be their mother? I watched Michelle Obama and Oprah Winfrey speak at Maya’s memorial and felt they both were grieving the… Continue reading
Someone recently told me I was a bleeding heart. I know about bleeding hearts because that’s what my dad used to call my mom when she was being too compassionate. “Kaye, you’re just… Continue reading
You know, I thought I was done with heroes. In movies, books and legends the hero always comes to the damsel’s aid and rescues her from the villain’s unwholesome intentions. The hero always… Continue reading
What I’ve learned is there is no such thing as an instant blogger. You might start instantly blogging at some point in time, but that doesn’t make you an instant blogger. Even being… Continue reading
In humanity’s youth women were esteemed daughters of a Great Cosmic Mother, and a woman’s body was glorified as the living depiction of the Female Divine that moves through life, birthing, dying and… Continue reading
Being a woman makes me an expert. An expert on women’s issues and an expert on Patriarchy, the only system of government I’ve ever known. And I have lived on this planet long… Continue reading
Yesterday I saw Sophia on TV. I’ve been told to look for this Goddess anywhere because even though she can be evasive and shy (gun-knife-fist-boot-shy?), she can be found if you really want… Continue reading
When I first learned that all of humanity’s mitochondrial DNA today can be traced back to a single woman in Africa named Mitochondrial Eve, a vivid picture popped into my mind. It was… Continue reading
Something has to be done about ALEC. You know, the American Legislative Exchange Council. It’s an acronym of course, and it’s no accident ALEC’s not called LINDA, KATY or SUZANNE. ALEC is… Continue reading