We are a unique demographic, aren’t we? Collectively our stories are blended into the fabric of untold, overlooked, unrecognized, taken for granted, hidden, hushed, and not verbalized. Our power is untapped, underutilized, dissipated, scattered.
On the contrary, our lives are heard in our songs, felt through the tingling words of our poets and authors and secreted in our own diaries. We are the fine, luscious art, compelling and precious images celebrated in word, paper, canvas, clay, fabric, song, bone and gold created by masters and we are also those masters. Our imprints, subtle and bodacious are omnipotent.
We have something to say. Shout it Out! Recognize! Celebrate! Remember!