Margaret M. Kirk

HerStory
Painting by Frederick Carl Frieseke - Afternoon, Yellow Room, 1910.

April 24, 2022

Today…”Quiet as a Feather!”

Need a break, need some peace, need some quiet!! "Quiet as a feather!" Sending vibes of peace out to the world this morning.

KEEP READING
Humanitarian volunteers

April 10, 2022

Hold on to Hope – “No Mas, No More!”

Today is day 46 of the brutal war in the Ukraine. We know from news coverage that unthinkable violations against human rights have occurred.

KEEP READING
Woman nursing her baby

April 10, 2022

Questions and Memories

As I think about parenting, which was my life for almost two decades, I have so many thoughts, questions, and memories.

KEEP READING
Sunflower

April 3, 2022

Re-Wilding Our Hearts and Souls

I share this poem today for all who know they won't be tamed, regardless of what the world thinks or says.

KEEP READING
Myroslava Bodakovksa

March 27, 2022

Women of the Ukraine

What I am celebrating is the indomitable spirit, grid, bravery and grace of the Ukrainian women.

KEEP READING
Olga Smirnova

March 20, 2022

“A line has been drawn…”

Olga Smirnova was one of the most talented ballerina’s in the Bolshoi Ballet Company in Russia.

KEEP READING
Yulia Zdanovskaya

March 13, 2022

Brilliant Young Mathematician, Murdered

I find one of the ways I can deal with it in a more positive fashion is to honor some of those beautiful, brave people from the Ukraine.

KEEP READING
Woman trying to escape violence with her beloved pet

March 8, 2022

International Women’s Day 2022

Today is the International Day of the Woman, during Woman’s History month. It feels more important than ever to celebrate women.

KEEP READING
Lesya Ukrainka

February 27, 2022

Celebrating Indomitable Spirits

The recent days of terror in the Ukraine have touched me deeply. A peaceful country that has been strategically and ruthlessly attacked because they are valuable.

KEEP READING
Mary Ann Ball Bickerdyke

February 20, 2022

The Best General

Mary Ann searched daily for the wounded and when darkness fell, she listened at the edges of the battlefields for the groans of wounded men that were overlooked.

KEEP READING