Change is
the one constant, and you’d think knowing that, I would have managed to be
better by now at coping with it and even embracing it. But my knee-jerk
reaction is momentary hysteria, followed by oh yeah, it’s all gonna be
fine..and maybe even better.
If you’re
new to my blog or to me, and this is your first time here, welcome. I’m so glad
you stopped by.
This blog
began in 2009, before blogs were even a “thing” like they are now.
In fact, I
had to call my cousin Erik and ask him what a blog actually was and how to start one.
I was trying
to get a book deal at the time, and a publisher told me I needed to create a
blog to gather fans. But the funny thing is, I had a feeling about it as I was
starting it. I felt like it was going to take me somewhere unexpected. I felt
like it was going to lead me to something big.
And the
truth is it did.
This blog
has taken me on adventure after adventure, while honing my skills. Me and my
big blogging mouth became political activists, impacted honest to goodness
television news, rallied the troops to get healthcare passed, and eventually
began writing for The Huffington Post, which
was still Arianna’s baby at the time. (She sold it in 2011 to AOL.)
As of
yesterday, however, HuffPost, as it
is now called, did away with their contributor’s platform, and thus, another
new era begins.
I’ve been
giving a lot of thought lately to how we change the world. On the eve of the second
Women’s March tomorrow and the anniversary of the first one a year ago, I am
pondering the various ways we all contribute.
A year ago,
I was moved to tears as my friends and I approached the massive crowd in New
York City, the likes of which no one had ever seen before.
The love was
palpable and so was the peace. It was the living embodiment of “we’re all in
this together.”
Most of us
are not inclined to lead. We’ll follow gladly, but not be the one to lead the
charge. The thing is we don’t have that luxury anymore.
Every one of
us must face our own discomfort and do what we can. If you’ve never seen
yourself this way before, see yourself this way now.
As my friend
Lorraine once said in a completely different context, “If you’re not dead, get
up!”
Seriously.
If you’re waiting for someone to come in and save you, forget it. Get up. It’s
time we saved ourselves and each other.
Last year,
as we were marching, I could see the music video of this event playing out in
my mind.
As I started
to put it together, I found people from around the world eager to contribute
and send pictures and video clips of the various marches.
I enlisted
the talents of a young filmmaker named Dustin Scully to help me realize this
vision. The result is the following video of my song “We are the Ones.”
I hope that tomorrow
will serve as a reminder of what unites us. I hope that each of us will
remember to lend a hand, build each other up, lead the way, and be the voice
for the voiceless.
Thank you for stopping by.
Please tell your friends, and visit again. 
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