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Once upon a time on Juneteenth

Once upon a time, not too long ago, I was a new member on the DEI Committee for a nonprofit I still love. It was a beautiful early-June day, and we -- the almost all-white staff and volunteer committee members -- were debating how the organization should honor Juneteenth for ...
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My father’s footsteps

The other day I walked here in my father's footsteps, in one of his favorite places. I hadn't specifically meant to; I was there for my own reasons, because it's a treasured part of my life, too. I watched the rowing teams slide along the glassy surface, and thought of ...
/ Personal philosophy

Juneteenth and what army?

Look, y'all. There's a lot I want to say about Juneteenth; I'll be honoring the day on Monday by taking time to write up a memory that's on my heart. But as I'm seeing more posts and news stories in the run-up, I just cannot keep quiet about this: Saying ...
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Unconquerable

I’m still resonating with the messages of unconquerable strength, love, power, and pride that surrounded me at the National Museum of African-American History and Culture last week. It's not for me as a white woman to define what "the Black experience" is or what it means. That said, it *is* ...

Light of truth

My friends. Today my heart is so full. But not in the way I expected. I spent the day at the National Museum of African-American History and Culture. From the 10am opening to 3:30pm when I had to run for my plane. It still wasn’t enough time. I only finished ...

Blossom of snow

This morning’s coffeewalk. Eleven degrees and snow flurries and beautiful. Warmed by thick winter layers, my travel mug of coffee, and memories of my father. Gone fourteen years today. Dan Kalikow, 3/2/43-2/26/09. We called him Nurn, because it was silly and he adored silliness. If you know me even a ...
/ Personal philosophy
Photo of piles of US coins, with wrapped rolls of coins in the background

Small change

I think maybe I stumbled into a surprising way of doing something good? It’s small now, but it might be bigger with your help. No, don’t worry, this doesn’t end with a GoFundMe… but it is about money, and how we choose to spend it. Even when we think we’re ...
Photo of my hand holding a letter on Commonwealth of Massachusetts stationery, dated 2/14/23 and titled "Confirmation of Fundraiser Registration"

Feeling the love

Dated 2/14, arrived today. I’m counting it as a belated Valentine. “This letter confirms that you are registered in Massachusetts as a Professional Fundraising Counselor.” I feel the love! #onwards 🥰❤️ ...
/ Nonprofit and philanthropy
Photo of a snowy riverside on a bright-blue day, with wintery grasses in the foreground

Long way

I’ve been on this gift-to-myself sabbatical for over four months. Stepping into some consulting now, but honestly it’s a little scary to realize how challenging it is to fit even 10 hours of work per week into what already feels like a very full life. If you just rolled your ...
Photo of the performer Lizzo looking beautiful in an evening gown with her arms spread wide as she speaks into a microphone

Following Lizzo’s lead

Rich Polk/E! Entertainment/NBC/Getty Images via http://deadline.com/2022/12/lizzo-lives-up-to-peoples-champion-trophy-peoples-choice-awards-2022-spotlighting-social-activists-1235191785/ Been meaning to do this ever since Lizzo gave her amazing People's Choice speech a couple weeks ago. Went thru the list of links in this LA Times article and donated to every single one of the activists/organizations, except the big schools and the ...
My photo and bio from my high school yearbook, with partial photos and bios of my classmates surrounding mine

Life’s so unfair… in my favor.

Natick High School Class of '89!!! Dear friends, I struggle with gratitude. Not the part about seeing how my life is overflowing with love and beauty and abundance, though. Hopefully, if you know me at all, you know that I know these things, deep in my heart. I struggle because ...
A photo album entitled "leaving" on a pile of photographs of Andie at SCG over the years

Leaving on a jet plane

I wrote out what I wanted to say, but it was hard to read it through the mist that kept rising in my eyes. Anyway, this is what I tried to say at the wonderful goodbye lunch that my SCG colleagues put together for me this week, where they also ...
/ Nonprofit and philanthropy