From my membership in all of these groups I have learned that oppression and the intolerance of difference come in all shapes and sizes and colors and sexualities; and that among those of us who share the goals of liberation and a workable future for our children, there can be no hierarchies of oppression.

Without community, there is no liberation...but community must not mean a shedding of our differences, nor the pathetic pretense that these differences do not exist.

Wherever the bird with no feet flew, she found trees with no limbs.

I am still learning - how to take joy in all the people I am, how to use all my selves in the service of what I believe, how to accept when I fail and rejoice when I succeed.

...and that visibility which makes us most vulnerable is that which also is the source of our greatest strength.

Who I am is what fulfills me and fulfills the vision I have of the world.

I am a post-mastectomy woman who believes our feelings need voice in order to be recognized, respected, and of use.