Hold The Door

Between drop offs and pick ups, volunteering, and just generally mucking about, I’m at my kids’ school a lot. Each time I watch as students rush through doors with no regard whatsoever as to whether it might slam in the face of the person behind them. I don’t fault them–they’re kids, I’m glad to see them hurling…

What It Feels Like For a Girl

If you’re a parent, if you have a daughter, go and look at her right now. Go on, I’ll wait. Maybe she is asleep, curled softly against your chest, a little bundle of pink and spice and everything nice. Maybe she’s digging in a sandbox or playing soccer, spinning in a tutu or blowing a trombone….

Heart of Darkness

We had a discussion with a group of tweens and teens recently about why feminism still matters. “But shouldn’t we be about equal-ism?” One of them piped up. I understood where she was coming from. After all, this generation of girls have been afforded the most freedom since Pagan goddesses ruled the stones. But she is…

Nine White Men

The other day I ran across a quotation from Ruth Bader Ginsberg, the second woman appointed to the Supreme Court of the United States. I haven’t stopped thinking about it since. “When I’m sometimes asked when will there be enough [women on the supreme court]? And I say when there are nine, people are shocked. But there’d been…