Our stories are different; our pain is the same.

So, when the discussion about not using the term feminist came up at a conference workshop, I couldn’t believe it. The more I listened, the more I felt the need to express my passion about...

The pure connecting factor is that those of us who describe ourselves as feminists want equal rights for all people.

The word, and the concept of feminism, was a gift because it gave me a sense of identity and a way of defining how I wished to live my life.

The work that must be done for each woman to reconnect with her psyche and to give herself a chance to live her own life is essentially the same. The realization of the equality of...

Everything good that I know was taught to me by great teachers and I feel like giving back and sharing the technique is the thing to do.

We can’t compare stories. We can only know in our hearts that we are the same. That may be the best we can do.

Feminism – the word – can give us a handle, a rallying point, a common ground, and help us build a bridge. Why not claim the gift of the word as a place to begin?

When there’s an opportunity to do more, we must.

I had no words for these feelings. And then people started using the word Ms. Suddenly, there was this handle with which I could identify myself and understand why I felt so out of whack...

I have never experienced racism in the feminist movement, so it concerned me to think that I was unable to see the subject clearly because I came from white, middle-class privilege.

If we’re for one another, we’re feminists. The rest is semantics.

It was critical to finding a way out. I had assumed young women knew the history of feminism and must have felt gratitude to the movement for the opportunities that the work we have done...