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I have never been a good enough ally or activist. Never been a good enough, present-enough, stand-up, show-up-enough person. I’ve been too busy—too focused on my own unbecoming, my own unwiring. I have been present in my own healing but absent as a voice for those who need one. I’ve been caught in what some may call selfishness—prioritizing my survival, moving out of fight-or-flight, healing wounds not just of my own making but those passed down through generations of women who had no choice but...

 When Power Replaced Progress

There was a time when political dialogue carried a semblance of mutual respect. A time when, despite imperfections, leaders across party lines shared meals and engaged in conversations that carried hope for progress. It wasn’t flawless, of course. Humanity is rarely that. Yet, there were foundations of empathy and shared understanding that allowed for progress, even in the face of stark disagreements.

Today, we seem to have traded those moments of connection for s...