Thriving past Surviving.


Two years ago today I shaved my head on National television in solidarity with many who were facing the diagnosis of Breast Cancer & the journey towards remission. I was also in the middle of chemotherapy at the time, so my baldness was inevitable. I wanted to say out loud that when it comes to health, my beauty or lack thereof meant nothing to me.
I was determined to do whatever I needed to, embrace the present reality to get to my end goal of remission.

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Picked up a few things along the way…

Wisdom and inspiration comes to me through many people, but this Woman moves me with every written and spoken word.

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My Turn.


Just kidding. Not Yet anyway!

From being an impact entrepreneur in the days when development work and “philanthropy” were considered past times of the rich & bored (of which I was neither) Continue reading

His Day Is Done

This is Maya Angelou’s poem for Madiba and some material from him about first meeting her in Cairo in 1962 when he was on his clandestine trip through Africa and to London.

His day is done.
Is done.
The news came on the wings of a wind, reluctant to carry its burden.
Nelson Mandela’s day is done.
The news, expected and still unwelcome, reached us in the United States, and suddenly our world became somber.
Our skies were leadened.


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