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After two days of sanding, plastering, and painting modest classrooms and offices in the Kaloleni School in Tanzania, I needed a break.
I wandered over to the kitchen that we were in the process of rebuilding, and watched with pride as the kids and parents unloaded a truck full of 40-pound cinderblocks, to construct the walls.  I headed to the entrance, where another gang of kids and parents were pouring cement into a wooden frame to prepare for the installation of the new iron gate.  We were working at Kaloleni for five days, helping to improve the school, which serves 850 children. (This was not my first volunteer excursion to Africa. You can read all about my journey last year across the Sahara, here.)
While at the front gate, one of the other parents introduced me to a few of the teachers from the school, who had gathered to watch us work.  He told them about my work and The School of Womanly Arts.  He explained that I teach women how to be empowered.  They were on me like a flash.
“Will you please empower us?” asks Peggy, a beautiful African teacher, with sparkling eyes and a generous smile, who comes from the town of Moshi, at the foot of Kilimanjaro in Tanzania.
“Empower you?” I thought to myself.  “Where to begin?  What is your life even like here?  What do you need?  How can I be of service?”
Peggy, Happy, and Anna gave me the download.
“The women, here, we have no voice.  The men are in charge of everything.  A woman is afraid to say what she thinks because then, her husband will leave her and go find another woman, because there are more women than men in East Africa.” The other teachers concurred.  They said that many of the men do not work — they just drink — and it is up to the women to make money.

Later that day, one of the teachers took me on a tour of Kaloleni. I saw several tiny stands, with a woman — usually with her baby strapped to her back — selling a handful of avocados, bananas, tomatoes, and tiny dried and fried fish to earn her small living.  The country is now primarily Moslem and Christian, with many of the women in town covering their heads and faces.
Here I was, in Tanzania — the cradle of mankind.
This was where human life began, 1.9 million years ago.
Life began in this place.
This cradle wasn’t rocking—it was teetering dangerously.
The beauty of being at the foot of Mount Kilimanjaro was overpowering.
And what was almost more overpowering was the pollution — the smell of burning garbage was pervasive.  And the poverty.  Over 20% of the students at Kaloleni have been orphaned due to the AIDS epidemic.
And there was no trace, no shred of the Divine Feminine in this culture.  Here, she was stomped out and flattened, her power usurped.
But Peggy’s eyes were glittering with interest and curiosity.
“Empower us,” she said.
Never one to turn down a challenge, I dove right in.

I asked them what religion they practiced.  Two Lutheran, two Catholic.  I said, “There was a time, over 1,000 years ago, and for many thousands and thousands of years prior to that, before Islam and the Catholic Church came and invaded your country, that your ancestors had a very different spiritual practice.  They worshipped Mother Earth.  They worshipped the Feminine. Do you know why?”
“No,” they replied.
“Well, where does life come from?”
“Yes, but how?”
“Through the body of a woman.”
“Yes, exactly.  You create life.  No man can do that.  You are the creatrix of life — every man, every woman comes to this life through the body of a woman.
And our ancestors valued that, honored that, and worshipped that.
In New York City, I have a school, with thousands and thousands of students, who all call one another ‘Sister Goddess.’  Why?  Because you are my sister, and I am yours.  Every woman in this world is sister to one another.  And Goddess?  Because women create life.  Because women are divine.”

They loved this, and for the next few days, every time we saw each other, we called each other “Sister Goddess.”
“Your voice is important.  Your thoughts, your viewpoints, your ideas, your perspective, your insight, your opinions all contain your divinity, and must be shared.  Yes — even with your husbands.  The future of the world depends on the voice of woman.”
“But how do we speak to him so he does not leave us?”
“Men leave women who don’t speak their truth.  Women who have stepped into their power and live their truth are irresistible to men — in fact; men count on it to become the heroes that they were meant to be.  It is only a strong woman that makes a strong man.”
I told them about that line from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. “The man may be the head of the family, but the woman is the neck.  And the neck can turn the head in any direction it wants.”
They loved that.
And then I taught them the *man-training cycle.

For the next few days, I got many reports on the progress that each of my new Sister Goddesses was making with her man.
I promised to send them my books, so their education could continue after I was gone.

The voice of woman.  The single greatest untapped natural resource on this planet.
I know that if the voice of woman was stood for — and heard — more loudly, more proudly, with more strength, more conviction, more power — the wobbly cradle of mankind in Tanzania would right itself.  If an un-empowered woman can figure out how to support her family selling a handful of vegetables and fried fish, while caring for her children, then I know with my whole heart and soul that women, empowered, can stop the AIDS epidemic, poverty, and pollution in our mother Africa.
In our lifetime.
How are you using YOUR voice, today?
How can you use your perspective, your point of view, your insight, to take everyone around you higher?
Right now, it is the responsibility of women to lead.  Where are you holding back — and how could you let loose in communicating your perspectives to the people you work with, live with, and love?
Post here, below this blog and tell me how you are letting your voice loose in the world — and where you want to amp it up even more.

And if you want to empower another woman in your life, please tweet, Facebook, or email this post.

With so much love and pleasure,
Mama Gena

P.S. Did you catch last week’s debut of my brand new, free video series? In this first installment, I’ll show you how I started with nothing but the raw power of my voice and created a global revolution. And if you want to go even deeper with this material, check out Virtual Pleasure Boot Camp.

*For more on the man-training cycle, read chapter eight of my first book, Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts.


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  • Goddess July 23, 2012, 4:02 pm

    WoW – Wise Omazing Woman – beyond words at this MOMent for the seeds you are planting and for the ripples I feel – awoman. Thank you Regena.

  • Sheena July 18, 2012, 8:44 am

    You inspire me and keep me driven by your example. I am jolted everyday when I receive you emails and blog exerpts. Thank you so much for being you!!

  • Shri July 18, 2012, 6:36 am

    After reading this inspiring story I have a vision of The School of Womanly Arts in East Africa! And how much more useful than all the schools built to learn the words and ways of the white man. A future for African women in the continent that is the future, and the extraordinary depth of the past.

    I felt such a surge of joy and pride and delight to read about you, Mama Gena, opening the gates for these women, onto a future of delicious self-value, and back into their ancient elemental Mother of Humankind energy.

    This is how I want to use my voice today – to encourage you to build your connection with these women, because it can grow into an African Sister Goddess movement. And as you say – it tackles AIDS, poverty, pollution… The power of Africa’s future is with educated women, but not just educated to think like men, to be compliant cogs in the great corporate machine, its with women who have learnt to own their own extraordinary creative power and radiance.

    I exhort you, Mama G, to nourish, to grow the seed you’ve planted in Tanzania!
    Now that’s a form of ‘foreign aid’ that’s worth every cent and every word!
    Love you, love your gifts, love your presence in the world.

    • Luscious Lola July 18, 2012, 8:40 am

      Women ARE the power! Everything we do fem-emanates power if we own it! As western women, it is so important for us to demonstrate and teach our delicious freedom and empowerment to others. It is astounding what power rumbles beneath the surface all over the world.
      Thank you Mama for leading the way! So inspiring!
      I’m going to find ways to connect with my sisters!

  • SG Vulvanica July 18, 2012, 2:10 am

    My heart is melting and bubbling with big emotion, at the same time.
    YES to Mother Africa.
    YES to the Spark of the Divine within every woman, in every corner of the globe!
    YES to your delicious volunteer work!
    YES to our voices. I am rocking mine here in Mormon-town, a.k.a. Salt Lake City, thanks to you.

  • sos July 18, 2012, 1:33 am

    Reading this makes me feel so good about myself! I am a goddess 🙂

  • Aurora July 17, 2012, 7:22 pm

    Thank you for leading this pleasure revolution, Regena! I am so inspired by your activism! I feel I still have much to learn, but I am practicing speaking out more, being freer & more confident sharing what I’m proud of, grateful for, & looking forward to, as well as with praise, compliments & encouragement for others rather than being shy & feeling my opinion doesn’t matter. I aspire to your level of self-confidence, charisma, & uplifting & empowering others, thank you for being such a beautiful example in your stand, you’re so brave, so courageous & so awesome!

  • Prada Madonna July 17, 2012, 7:03 pm

    I am forever impressed. Bravo, MG!!

  • Lexia July 17, 2012, 4:41 pm

    Let us make the world a fertile place for our desires to dance. For too long we have lived in fear, often the fear of our own desire. Our voices are sacred, and they want to speak and to sing in many ways. My sisters, may what we want be what we do in this world.

  • SG Smita July 17, 2012, 4:15 pm

    Mama Gena,

    This post has touched me so deeply. Not only because my origins are from East Africa and I understand exactly that culture but I also felt most of my life I have had no voice too. The line where you said men leave women who don’t speak their truth, that right there just broke through something for me today. I really needed this blog post today.

  • Regina July 17, 2012, 4:14 pm

    Your message, yet again, was right on, right on time, uplifting and connecting. Thank you, and I am grateful for the courage of my Tanzanian sisters to ASK QUESTIONS!

  • Nathalie Lussier July 17, 2012, 3:31 pm

    Thank you for the work that you do in this world. They needed to hear it, we need to hear it, and we can all support each other as we change the tide.

  • Robin July 17, 2012, 3:01 pm

    So inspiring, Regena! I too wondered what you would say and you spoke such inspiring words.

    You really do walk the walk – I am so proud to be a member of this amazing community of women who are supporting each other as they move forward and try to be of service in this world.

    I am working on a book about transformation through loss and a play — and none of it would have happened if I hadn’t stepped in Mastery in September 2008. I have so much gratitude to you and our community.

    We are all there with you, in spirit, painting and plastering! Maybe someday we will actually be there, helping our SG’s in Africa. Wouldn’t that be awesome!

  • janine July 17, 2012, 2:03 pm

    oh regena- thank you for walking us through the tender territory of speaking the divine feminine in another’s land. watching you stretch your sisterhood across the globe is at once humbling, rousing, and serendipitous.

    i was recently inspired by the 2012 swa valedictorian speeches to express myself in community, so i posted my desires on the blog. then i listened to the speeches again. and again. and again…. until they took me to the seed of my deepest voice:

    i live in an enchanted costa rican cloud forest. this small catholic/quaker community has nurtured me for the last 9 months. we have a weekly religious practice called meeting, where everyone sits together in silence for one hour. if the ´way opens´, anyone can stand and speak the word of god freely as it moves through them. it´s very inspirational. and very polite.

    i was so moved by the new swa graduates that i vowed to stand that sunday and show everyone how the ¨way opens´ for me. i voiced my impossible greed, the sound of obsession, my pure irreverence. i fell into an orgasmic trance and surrendered to an intoxicating possession, arching my back in elemental moves. i was in the rapture of devotion, speaking more naked than i have ever been in the mastery room, more raw than i pray when i am alone. my body literally began quaking, ironically expressing the original spiritual intent of the quaker religion.

    i fell into the erotic, caressing the pew for balance and bragged: i am sacred for the fuck of it. i am morality´s distraction. i am the too much infinity laissez-faire lover. i am devouring you with revelation. i am the rush, the pull, the draw, the thirst. i spoke the nipple hard grief of my 2 year separation from my son. i voiced the soul shadow loneliness of teaching pussy single-handedly in central america. i articulated my desire to be home, get masterfully stroked, lavishly worshipped, have my way and get everything i want.

    our service is bilingual, so i let one of the official translators speak my words to the congregation. but they left out the sex. so i waited for another 20 minutes of pregnant silence. then i stood up again, and spoke my passions moan …en español.

    i am now invisible to the shocked and disapproving community for crossing cultural boundaries. but i am free. i showed myself as an initiate of the womanly arts.

    since then, i use each day to go higher in my personal internal commitment to be the aboriginal afrodiety i am.

    i am forehead to the ground in gratitude to you for your 15 year contagious commitment to the power of woman. rock on, sister. we are the world.

    • Suzi Banks Baum July 17, 2012, 11:04 pm

      Would I was a fly on that wall or the pew rail that you steadied yourself on. Rock on Janine. All my love, S

    • Shri July 18, 2012, 6:39 am

      What a powerful story Janine. Keep glowing, keep growing your brilliant lustre, your uncontained and untrammelled aboriginal afrodeity self! Big love to you sister on the other side of the world.

      • sloopyonnaharlee July 18, 2012, 5:59 pm

        yo J, love you- shake it up girl!!!!

    • SG Jaguar July 21, 2012, 8:55 am

      Goddess I stand for your sacred journey, I am witness to your power and glory. Thank you for standing and showing this community of women what a turned on woman looks like , I know you set the room alive with the spark you lit inside everyone. You are a genius courtesan.
      We all breath in the bliss of your exstasy.
      Loving you dearly

    • little jo August 9, 2012, 4:22 pm

      let the people get shocked, it takes some time to realise for the truth is always a shock when you’re not used to (see) it, I’m totally certain you inspired other women by showing them how powerful you are… and you inspired me and all the readers on top! You rock S.G. janine 🙂

  • SG Mercedes July 17, 2012, 1:36 pm

    Regina ! this touches my heart so deeply ! I have tears coming down my cheeks! You walk the talk my dear ! I am so moved!
    I want to be a part of this movement for women for the rest of my life. You are a way shower!
    Maybe the next course can be : Bringing the womanly arts to women around the globe
    Love and a big hug to you!
    Mercedes Garcia

    • Mama Gena July 17, 2012, 3:35 pm

      we’re going global, baby

      • little jo August 9, 2012, 4:08 pm

        the way to go Mama, absolutely! So don’t you think its about time to translate your books in French to begin with? I’ve got too many friends unable to hear your voice nor read your books because it’s in English…

  • SG Elli of the Eternal Orgasm July 17, 2012, 1:03 pm

    Mama –

    Was my response too hot for you?? I see my comment is still awaiting moderation….


    SG Elli

  • BSG Glitzy Cougar Karen July 17, 2012, 12:50 pm

    In the intense 4 years I have been involved in the school, including sacrificing my firstborn daughter (Lauren:), I have never seen you misstep in the rooms. Never. No matter what question, what pain of woman shows itself, the GPS is in your ear and out your mouth. And so it is here, in this blog, bringing the women of Africa to us, and us to them. Beautiful. Amazing.
    And what am I doing? Besides building my website to get out my solo show, my keynote speaking, my tv pilot script, my song (which I just performed at Mastery) and now my memoir, all about empowering women? Oh, not much, except I am pitching it all everywhere I can, including now a contact via Katie Couric’s new show. Anybody friends of Katie? Blessings to you Mama. You inspire me every day.

    • Goddess July 23, 2012, 4:00 pm

      GPS In your ear and out your mouth – Ha ha ha – love that

  • Pamela Morgan July 17, 2012, 12:20 pm

    You inspire me to the moon!!
    I am filled with compassion, joy and tears as I read
    what you are doing for our planet… for our lives.
    Thank you, thank you for taking your work far and wide
    into to the depths of poverty and teaching women to
    be strong and powerful and to use their voices.
    I am grateful to you forever!


  • Marlena Torres July 17, 2012, 12:10 pm

    You always inspire me, but this post brought me to tears. As a new mom to a 16 week old girl, this message feels especially poignant.
    I will definitely share this with every woman I know!!! Lots of Love to you, Mama G

  • Michaela July 17, 2012, 11:33 am

    Thank you so much for continuing to push the importance of our truth and our voice.

    There really are far reaching ramifications for women in heavily oppressed areas who start to listen to Pussy, and stand in their Divine power.

    Truly amazing to think about how this could affect the world.

    You ARE creating a revolution!!

    Thank you for helping to heal and reveal who were were born to be!

    In deep gratitude and love. xoxo, SG M

  • SG Elli of the Eternal Orgasm July 17, 2012, 11:28 am

    Ahh, Mama! How delicious! How exquisite!! How wonderful to know this story.

    In response to your question, How am I using my voice today? I reply…

    Loudly, sometimes.
    Seductively, other times.
    In support of my vision, always.

    I desire a stable climate so eighteen months ago I started the Richmond chapter of Citizens Climate Lobby. CCL is building the political will for a stable climate. We are also facilitating breakthroughs in personal and political power.

    When I started our chapter, I jumped in with two feet. Right away, I had a friend nominate me for the Green Hero award. I won. Here’s my acceptance speech where I playfully turn on its head the power company’s attempt to use this award to green wash.

    Then I met with the editor of the editorial page of our local conservative paper. He was so taken by my climate seduction that he has printed every single op-ed I’ve sent his way (three so far, including one by me) plus others I’ve not even sent him that he found on his own (four so far). He’s written three editorials on climate solutions himself. He’s printed enough letters supporting climate solutions that he continually gets complaints from climate deniers. How yummy! I like to pretend that he is my troubadour. When he prints something in the paper about climate solutions, he is singing my praises and those of Mother Earth. I bring him homemade sparkling pro-biotic fruit drinks in gratitude for his gifts.

    I also called the environmental writer to introduce my fabulous self. Six months later, he was looking for a local environmental hero for a front page article. Guess who appeared on the front of this conservative paper talking about climate solutions?!? Marvelous me!!

    A month later, the paper honored 12 community heroes, including me, at a gathering. In this video, I talk about my work and read a children’s book I wrote for myself about climate heroes. You can jump to my part at minute 48:32. It was quite a yummy night. Thinking outside of the box… as far as I’m concerned, there is no box! Watch me rock the crowd, AGAIN!

    I’ve also sucked in a delicious team of retired gentlemen who are helping me as we meet with the legislative director for our conservative member of Congress. These gentlemen bring tremendous skills and dedication to the effort. So far we’ve met four times with the legislative director. The first time we met with him, he told us we were the most organized group he’d ever met. We are stretching his mind… helping him understand the urgency of climate change and the solutions. Three meetings later, I have the LD’s cell phone number. He told me to call him any time!!

    Our member of congress… he’s a top fundraiser for the Republican Party. He gets nearly $1M from the fossil fuel industry. Climate solutions are not his top priority. None the less, at our first meeting, I told the LD that we were there seeking an “unlikely climate hero”. I described the majestic characteristics of an unlikely climate hero. I told him that we thought our member of congress could be our unlikely climate hero. By the end of that meeting, the LD was repeating back to us the things a conservative climate hero would have to do to make this work.

    I am using the womanly arts all over in my work on climate solutions. I’m still a volunteer with CCL, and as soon as they can get some more grants, they want to hire me! I will be getting paid to do this work that is so delicious for me.

    Mama, the Womanly Arts are the ONLY way I could be doing this work. Why? Because thinking about climate change is debilitating. Because facilitating climate solutions seems impossible and the deck is stacked against us. Because the switch from dirty to clean energy will be so incredibly delicious, as wonderful as clean air, clean water, and partnership.

    Mama, you are right “It will take a Mom to Save Mother Earth” Here’s another article about me in HuffPost Green pages:

    I am so grateful for the Womanly Arts!!!

    Thank you Mama.


    Sister Goddess Elli, Climate Hero

    • sloopyonnaharlee July 18, 2012, 5:55 pm


    • little jo August 9, 2012, 3:56 pm

      amazing! Keep on posting news and keep us up-dated.

  • Foxy July 17, 2012, 10:58 am

    Inspirational. Never stop.

  • Caroline July 17, 2012, 10:50 am

    Thank you for this beautiful story. And thank you for being you.

    I just started to use my voice at my brand new website, where I write about the pleasures of nature, our environment and about sustainable behaviour. By pleasurably caring for our surroundings, we will create a better earth.

    xx Caroline

  • Kathleen Thomas July 17, 2012, 10:34 am

    This is amazing – tears everywhere. How beautiful and profound. Thank you for the gift of this story. Thank you for the gift of the reminder that we, as women, are profound and amazing creatures. I’m reminded of an Ani DiFranco lyric:

    “These businessmen got the money
    They got the instruments of death
    But I can make life
    I can make breath”

    Thank you for sharing Regena, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

  • Shakaya July 17, 2012, 10:32 am

    I am in tears…
    This is breathtaking…deep as the ocean and as wide as the sky in it’s beauty and potency.
    Could a rev-love-u-tion happen for women in Africa?
    YES! YES! YES it IS happening!
    Because a woman, Mama Gena, has turned her gaze upon an enchanting place, the womb of humankind, that desperately needs to Return, and Remember…

    I am using my voice to raise the next generation (which means I’m a mom! I’m a blissed mother of 2 extraordinary young men) and a world of women who are Sleeping Beauties ready to awaken to their radiance, power and allure.

    I have made hundreds of dolls called ‘Little Friends’ from the softest velour stuffed with lambswool that take 4 hours each to create and have donated them to orpahanages and hospitals overseas…and one of my BIG Dreams is to put one into the hands of every child in need of the comfort and company of a little friend…

    Xxo Shakaya Leone

    • Mama Gena July 17, 2012, 3:34 pm

      raising two boys is no small feat!! rock on, shakaya

  • Hotbody Sexy Money Denise July 17, 2012, 10:29 am

    Thanks for this Regena!!!! This is an amazing story and that picture is worth a thousand words!!!! Thank you for your service:)


  • Luxurious Laurie July 17, 2012, 10:18 am

    Once again, I am inspired by you, Regena. What a powerful story.

    In my own life, I am so grateful to have been told by so many people that I inspire them simply by being who I am…which surprises and delights me each time I hear it…so I like to consider myself an uplifter!

    How funny…as I am writing this, I just received a text from someone I’ve known for many years telling me that I now have a very positive effect on him!! How perfect 🙂

  • Kate July 17, 2012, 10:05 am

    Powerful, beautiful and inspiring! I can feel the future of SWA spreading across the world.. how perfect that YOU were there to meet the light, hope and curiosity in these women’s eyes.. and to deliver the message that you spread with such eloquence and passion.

    Thank you for starting my day with such powerful inspiration!!!

  • Suzi Banks Baum July 17, 2012, 10:04 am

    Oh Mama. What a joyful, frightening and ecstatically beautiful life you lead. I am honored that you, in your bandana’d outfit, there at the foot of Kilimanjaro, decided to bring us all with you, in the the lap of (wo)mankind. That circle was mighty wide, with you and those women. I hold my head higher today, and dipped in humility for the name of Sister Goddess settles an ancient score in ways I have not pictured yet, but you here illuminate.
    As for me?
    I am using my voice today to celebrate 18 years of being a Mother to our boy Ben. I celebrate the recalibration of my whole life that mothering has made in me and the stand I have taken for my own Pleasure Revolution, which impacts every single decision I make, every single day.
    I posted about my ‘Keystone Practices’ today, the things I have learned and incorporated in to my daily life with which I begin each day. This post is just one of the ways, but the strongest to date, in which I share my inner journey with the readers of my blog.
    And, I must tell you, putting my personal practices out there, appropriately so, but still, made me shiver. And I am a privileged white lady living in the Berkshires! This shit scares us all, no matter what the stakes.
    I did what every Sister Goddess does when she is scared, I called two other SGs and asked them to cover my back and read my post and reflect what they saw to me.
    Thank you for asking this question today. I look forward to exploring/exploding more ways for us each to light the way for women across the Planet to be illuminated, to find their voices and to heal- themselves, each other and our world.
    With great love,

    • Mama Gena July 17, 2012, 3:24 pm

      go suze!! way to party with your fear

  • Ruth July 17, 2012, 9:52 am

    This is EXTRAORDINARY!!!!!!
    This simply stretched just beyond my imagination and dreams of the reach of the SWA.
    Regena, this is breathtaking. And all it takes is a few, who will share and make changes in that culture.
    In deep mind blown gratitude at the beauty and implications,

    • Mama Gena July 17, 2012, 3:23 pm

      that’s right, sister. baby steps. we must never underestimate our power as women.

  • Oceana July 17, 2012, 9:51 am

    I can barely finish reading this through my tears, streaming down my face. I am completely blown away at how you found the perfect words and spoke with these women, the fear rising in my stomach as I read…wondering, how can she speak to these women who are living in such desperate poverty when it could mean life or death? What will she say to them? If it were me, I’m not sure what I would say or do to help them!
    And then…the way you brought it to them in their language really. About how it used to be, and the creative power that IS them. I am just sobbing with gratitude and awe, Mama Gena. I’m STUNNED at this IMMENSE gift you were able to LAND right smack into the midst of this, and grateful grateful grateful.
    Thank you for sharing this with us. THANK GODDESS YOU WERE THERE.
    Love you forever,
    BSG Oceana

    • Shakaya July 17, 2012, 10:33 am

      Beautiful Oceana!

    • Roo July 17, 2012, 11:34 am

      you expressed it perfectly Oceana. An amazingly powerful post Mama Gena. I too thought, how would I answer them? What would I say? You said it just right. I will definitely share this. Thank you.

      • Veronica July 22, 2012, 3:38 pm

        Yes well said Mama! I’d feel uncomfortable and at a loss if I was put in that position, but your passion and belief of what you do just seemed to make the words flow effortlessly and from the heart, it just reminds me that when we speak from our core, our true power (especially us women) that there is nothing to fear. Our true power is love and that encompasses us all <3 thank you for this inspiring blog post <3<3<3

  • Daisy Spiegelman July 17, 2012, 9:47 am