It’s past midnight and I still haven’t finished my opening paragraph.

I’m trying to put into words this intense sense of urgency, but all that comes out is ARRGGGGHHH! Not very eloquent. And my neighbour is banging on the ceiling. Whoops. I didn’t wake him did I?

My soul has blisters. She is pacing back and forth, constantly vacillating between the lesser of endless evils: this soap, that soap, this cleanser, that cleanser, these clothes, those clothes, this car, this paint, shampoo, make-up, toilet, shower, car…, even food or no food! We have so much choice and at the same time, so little. It drives me crazy! The pressure in these blisters are at the point of bursting unless I  do something. Anything.

And do it now!

But what? How can one person (me) reverse the damage we have done to our water, our soil, our air, our fellow creatures, and ourselves?

Great leaders have pushed humanity’s collective consciousness higher. Think of the impact of Gandhi, Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King, or Mother Theresa. But the challenges we face today feel bigger than all of them combined.

Let me not sugar coat this, unless we can do something to change directions, we’re burned toast!

Yet I refuse to be a victim. This is not who I am. And this is not who you are either. And this is certainly NOT what a Woman Not Waiting is all about.

No. This where the heels hit the pavement.

Well, this is where MY heels hit the pavement — knowing, believing, hoping there are many other heels out there also looking to tear up some dirty roads. And we women know a thing or two about dirt!

So let’s start.

Today. Right now, I am putting myself out here in the hope that YOU too are the owner of one such pair of heels– and a couple of spares to change into– we might need them.

This Woman Not Waiting will sculpt posts that will be our starting blocks, propelling us toward a finish line where we ACTIVELY cherish and protect our home, Earth, and all her inhabitants.

Here’s what I’m going to do:

  • I will connect the dots — go ahead, throw some at me
  • I will forge a path — a polka-dot one
  • I will challenge the status quo — because it’s not working for me and probably not for you either
  • I will inspire and empower — your stories and your insights will be the slip stream that grows as we move forward
  • I will stir things up — as we make a kick-butt organic, non-GMO ratatouille
  • I will seek truth — and cut through the double-talk
  • I will celebrate your achievements — because only together can we make this happen

And I will pass out now. Ok maybe not yet.

I am scared. Scared of what? Scared that nobody will listen and nobody will care. But not nearly as scared as looking back at my life and saying… I should have.

So let’s put on our sexiest pair of shoes, strut forward, and kick up some dirt.

Are you with me?

I’d love to hear one thing you’ve done that took a lot of courage– or that’s making a difference, big or small. It will inspire me.

I can’t wait to hear from you.