Category: inspiration

  • Honoring Trailblazing Women

    Gloria Steinem and Robin Morgan’s passing affected me—not as loss, but more like a gong whose vibrating waves of sound I feel in my bones, reminding me of the extraordinary time I’ve lived in. For 50 years, their influence shaped so much of how I’ve lived my life. They also had a far-reaching impact on the larger world that cannot be overstated.

    Photo by Gage Skidmore from Peoria, AZ, United States of America, CC BY-SA 2.0 via Wikimedia Commons
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    Steinem, Morgan, and the other leaders in the second wave feminist movement showed generations of women a range of possibilities for how a woman could live her life. Their vision and hopes turned into expectations, and became the scaffolding for my life choices and that of millions of other women and men. Who would I have been without their inspiration? How would the world look?

    Today, a woman with a career is unremarkable and that for me is remarkable, because I can remember when it wasn’t true. In the late 1970s, when two female medical residents showed up in the ER where I clerked, some of us cheered while others gave them a hard time. For context, at the time, I knew of only two female physicians in the hospital, reflecting an era when 12-13% of physicians were women. Currently, approximately 38% of active physicians are women. A similar increase is true for many industries.

    When I was a new college writing instructor, I was shocked when some of the male senior faculty tried to restrict me and other female instructors from professional opportunities. Fortunately for me, a gender discrimination lawsuit in a different part of the university upended the senior faculty’s plan to keep us in our place.

    As editor of MS. Magazine, Robin Morgan and other writers inspired me to consider having a career as well as a family. Women have always worked—inside and outside the home—but the articles in MS. motivated me to get a graduate degree in English so I could teach. To marry a man who believed in sharing housework, cooking, and parenting, one who appreciated my wish to keep my maiden name. Later he encouraged me to launch my marketing communications business. Together we raised two feminist sons.

    The feminist philosophy I advocate is all about choices. If mothering and homemaking are a woman’s heart, do that. If a career beckons, do that. If you want both, as I did, go for it! Each option has challenges and trade-offs, but the alternatives should be up to the individual, not society. Similarly, I can’t abide women bullying other women about their decisions. I believe true feminism should free men to follow their hearts to the roles they want, including stepping back from the rigid expectation of being the main breadwinners.

    Gloria Steinem was the face of modern feminism in the Western world. Beyond her impact on me personally, is the legacy that has shaped contemporary life.

    First woman this, first woman that. Today, our culture barely notes those accomplishments because Steinem and associated leaders have normalized the idea of women doing whatever they are interested in and capable of. They also made it more possible for men to have parental leave and career flexibility, including being a stay-at-home parent.

    Plenty of inequities exist. None of this is perfect and the changes are uneven—many industries, cultures, and countries still restrict women’s opportunities. But now expanded roles for women and men are possible; before Steinem and other feminist foremothers, they were unthinkable.

    Their ideas have become so widely accepted we think this is the way the world just is, and should be. Today, their influence is even felt in developing countries.

    Two examples come to mind. Wells Bring Hope, an organization with whom I volunteer, enables girls and women in Niger and Mali (some of the poorest countries in the world) to get an education and start small businesses like selling the vegetables they grow. The women live in deeply conservative Islamic cultures where tradition had always dictated their pursuits, yet they are embracing the chance to do more.

    Secondly, I briefly interacted with a young Afghan woman who had been resettled in Minneapolis after the U.S. pulled out of Afghanistan. She had worked for the State Department teaching English during a break in Taliban rule. From the 1920s through the 1970s, women’s access to education and professional work see-sawed in Afghanistan, depending on the monarch or ruling party. For much of the young Afghan woman’s life, the Taliban often viciously restricted women’s opportunities. Yet she and the people in her community encouraged her education and profession. Worldwide feminism advanced that.

    I am grateful to Gloria Steinem, Robin Morgan, and other leaders. Because of them I’ve been lucky to be part of a generation of women who had choices. The younger generation in my family has also had more options.

    I hope the past five decades are not a special Camelot time that will disappear. Fifty years from now will people say, “Remember when women used to think they had equal rights. Wasn’t that crazy?”

    Our gains are fragile. Reversal is possible and already underway in some American political movements. Recent lawsuits have shifted to protect white males’ civil rights at the expense of women and people of color. Reproductive rights are no longer protected federally. Both initiatives undermine a woman’s ability to live the life she chooses.

    I hope Gloria Steinem and Robin Morgan’s vision is too widespread and too powerful to ever be truly eradicated. We can’t go back

  • Lazy, Crazy, Days of Summer

    So, this is summer. We all began daydreaming about this time of year during the February/March doldrums. Longer days, more time to bike, read in a comfy outdoor chair, walks with friends or family, cookouts, maybe swim, possibly attend a local festival or even a trip to the state fair or a getaway.  Don’t think about bugs, grass cutting, watering the gardens, traffic, crowds, bored kids, very hot days, house maintenance at your place or a relative’s, ants in the kitchen, work that doesn’t diminish or go away, higher food costs or utility bills. Just roll out the lazy days. Really?

    For each of us with plans for a long weekend, there is a scheduler or boss with post it notes from a few of our peers for the same time off and calendars needing additional worker hours. Caregivers are scrambling to fit in dentist appointments, physicals, and eye tests and all required before the last week of August. And don’t forget finding drivers’ ed if there is an appropriate age kid in the house.

    What is it about our easy-going collective summer fantasy? Planted in our rhythms by school calendars built around agricultural and/or weather limitations centuries ago. Perpetuated by advertisers and businesses. Lots of people work their longest hours in warm weather. For them summer means more bucks to stretch through slow times. Or those extra summer jobs pay for the extra summer expenses. 

    What we share in our summer dreams across many parts of the United States are the simple pleasures of walking outside without a coat or gloves, not slipping on ice, seeing neighbors or friends while casually walking, sitting on a public bench sipping a cup of coffee or slushy. There are flowers to admire, fresh vegetables and fruit available that taste better, sunlight more hours instead of porch and garage lights. After staying inside during sunlight-starved months of cold, this is worth the wait. Wasps, bees, flies, mosquitos and ticks: please give us a break.

  • Reflections on Carl Sagan’s “Pale Blue Dot”

    The recent Artemis II mission photos of Earth brought Sagan’s “Pale Blue Dot” to mind. The photo from 1990 shows Earth as a tiny speck, “the pale blue dot” drifting in one of many galaxies in the observable universe. I recalled liking his speech from 1994 about the photo, but didn’t remember more than that. I was surprised how much his words spoke to me today.

    NASA image taken by Astronaut Reid Wiseman on April 2, 2026

    Initially, when I searched for the speech, I was looking for distraction from planning my extended family’s yearly gathering. I was overwhelmed and bedeviled by details. 

    When I read, “That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. . . . every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam,” I reset and quit fretting. The family party will all work out—as most things do.

    Even more valuable was the perspective Sagan offered about my larger worries for our country’s future, specifically my fear of unhinged leaders plunging us into a 3rd world war:

    “The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. . . . there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.”

    His words reminded me to have hope. Humanity is resilient and has endured for millennia. Even our current horrible leader will be gone one day. No regime lasts forever.

    However, the Earth itself isn’t endlessly resilient. Sagan’s words helped me refocus: 

    “Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. . . . there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. . . . To me, it (the photo of our tiny world) underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

    No matter what, we have to care about preserving our planet. In the U.S., in this moment, the odds seem against us. But the stakes are too high. We have to persist and I believe we will. Right now, other countries are showing the way, but we won’t dwell in the stupidity of today’s policies forever.

    Sagan’s wisdom comforted me. In 1994, he saw the sweep of history and imagined a future he hadn’t seen—our current reality—one which included “every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer.” I imagine he wouldn’t be surprised by the present state of our world, but he would urge us to recommit to saving Earth.

    I hope you’ll read “Pale Blue Dot” in its entirety and be inspired by Sagan’s wisdom and perspective.