Tag: social activism

Do You Have Experience? An Organizer’s Moment to Laugh

I was encouraged a month or so ago to run for the board of WORT 89.9fm, a community radio station that’s called Madison, Wisconsin home for fifty years now. I served on the board before, from 2011 to 2014, but after some thought decided I’d be willing to serve again. With that, I began the process of filling out the application for a listener/sponsor seat on the board and arranging with Nate, the news director, my opportunity to be interviewed to share my experience and thoughts on WORT’s future. I was looking at the proposed questions earlier today and it got me thinking.

One of the questions on the list is– Do you have experience serving on a non-profit board, or in another leadership role? It made me laugh. I’m a 54 year old organizer, activist, educator. Where do I begin with a question like that? It made sense twenty-five or thirty years ago for me, but today there’s so much history to share and not the time in any quick radio interview to do it. It reminded me too of friends encouraging me some years ago to share more of my history and maybe write my memoir or autobiography of my life as an activist/organizer/educator. Well, this isn’t a book, but it seemed a good time to share a few of my favorite experiences along the way. I hope that readers of this blog will ask questions, share their experience and use the things I’ve done to build their own dreams.

I began to really become conscious of the problems in the world as a student at UW-Stevens Point in the early 1990’s. This farm girl was suddenly in a bigger world and it became clear that life wasn’t fair. Early on I became the Gender Issues Director for the Student Government Association. I began to see the extent of the problems being faced by women like myself on campus, how many were being raped, feeling unsafe, and dealing with discrimination at work and in the classroom. I also got to work alongside the Multicultural Issues Director. My eyes began to open to issues faced by students of Color, people with disabilities, and members of the LGBTQ community. Racism, sexism, hetero-sexism, and ableism where all there. Once my eyes were opened there was no closing them again.

I got involved with lots of groups and organizing efforts on campus, across campuses, and with the larger community. Environmental Council was one of the first. Each spring break we’d walk roughly 200 miles from Stevens Point to Glen Haven, Wisconsin raising funds for raptor rehabilitation through the Eagle Walk. Walking those miles, meeting people, and just seeing Wisconsin in a different, slower way helped me get grounded in the struggle. I began to understand the place I call home in a different way.

I was also a part of the anti-corporate, pro-democracy movement of the time. A small group of students were beginning to come together from across the country and we were organizing Democracy Teach-Ins at local, state, and national levels. Again, my eyes were being opened. I was learning about the impact of how we live on our ability to continue to exist for generations to come. I was seeing other options for my own life as well as for all of us as a society.

Around this time I joined in the struggle against the proposed Crandon Mine, a state-wide struggle that brought together Natives and non-Natives, students, workers, sportfishers, and so many others. It connected me with many mentors, most notably a number of Native people including Walt Bresette and Andy Gokee. They helped me see the world in a way that made so much more sense. They taught me about the idea of the seventh generation, that concept that we aren’t just acting for today, but for those coming seven generations from now. It’s thinking and acting like this that makes it possible for us to protect the earth and ourselves.

During this time, I worked with Walt and a crew of other Native and non-Native folks to organize the Protect the Earth Walk. We started on the shores of Lake Superior on the Red Cliff Reservation and walked over 300 miles to Madison. We walked and talked with folks along the way and learned so much as we educated and did our best to engage people in protecting the earth.

In the midst of that walk I took a break to go to Tennessee where I interviewed to work for Save Our Cumberland Mountains, SOCM. I got the position and it began my life as a professional organizer/activist. While with SOCM I had the great honor of being the organizer for an amazing team called the stripmining issues committee. Because of their amazing knowledge and commitment as well as our work together building a mass movement, we were able to win a years long fight and protect more than 62,000 acres around Fall Creek Falls State Park from mining.

While with SOCM, I also got to work with some amazing people working to stop clearcutting and learn under the guidance of media guru, Jane Wholey, as she led SOCM’s media work during a fantastic campaign which included bringing in reporters from around the state, flying them over clearcuts, and hosting a large event on a clearcut. We changed media’s understanding of the issue and made some major pushes toward positive legislation in Nashville.

After a few years, I came back to Wisconsin where the Crandon Mine fight was continuing. I got involved again along with trying to start a Riverkeeper project in the Fox Valley with my friend Jeff. Jeff and I had a lot of great ideas and made some good connections, but we didn’t have the money or the skill at the time to build a nonprofit organization. We eventually moved on and I became the statewide organizer for the Wisconsin Green Party. This was during the height of the Greens in the US as Ralph Nader and Winona LaDuke were running for President and VP.

In 2003, I found my true love. I was hired to take on the coordinator role for a new organization in Madison called the Grassroots Leadership College. I worked for the GLC for its nine year life. The organization ran on the idea that everyone is a learner, everyone is a teacher, everyone is a leader. That idea still defines my life and work. Together we provided adult education in community organizing and leadership development to more than 500 people and supported the development of over 120 community projects, many of which are still active and impacting Madison, Wisconsin, and other places as well today.

As the GLC was nearing its end, politics was heating up with the Walker administration and Act 10 in the state capitol in 2011. My experience coordinating leadership and community organizing trainings for adults was well known. When the TAA became aware that their legislative action was going to be far more than they’d anticipated and that it was time to occupy the Wisconsin State Capitol, they also knew that they had to take action to keep the occupation non-violent. They called me for help. My friend Jeff and I organized the first non-violence training and within the upcoming days I was able to call on trainers that I knew and we quickly had a team of 25 people who created the Peaceful and Prepared flyers and trained thousands of people of the weeks in the capitol in the basics on non-violence and staying safe.

During this time I also volunteered with Labor Radio and served on the WORT 89.9fm board of directors, working on the personnel committee, as the board secretary, and affirmative action/ equal opportunities representative, among other volunteer efforts.

After the occupation of the capitol and the closure of the GLC in 2012, I was exhausted. I needed to get out of the highly political Madison and into a new place. By 2014 I left for Minnesota and the directorship of Toxic Taters. Toxic Taters is a small organization that was just starting as I took over the director role. It’s role is to address pesticide issues. We started big and it continues that way today. We took on RD Offutt (RDO) the largest potato grower in the world. During my time we began the days of action against McDonald’s that continue to happen nation-wide, as well taking legislative action to protect Minnesota waterways, people, and land within the impacted areas, and worked to stop expansion of RDO in Minnesota.

In 2017 I opted to follow another dream, to work at a university. I left Toxic Taters for the University of Minnesota- Morris. I worked at the Center for Small Towns coordinating internships across the state, including building new relationships with the tribes and connecting students with internship opportunities on the reservations until my position was discontinued in 2020.

When my position ended I came back to Wisconsin. First, I landed in Poynette where I took on the directorship of a new organization that was to be dedicated to mentoring youth, however, after finding out that several board leaders were using the organization to draw children into their church and prevent homosexuality, I left immediately. Thankfully, my friend Ben needed some help with his organization, The Memory Project. I was able to jump in to work with him while I figured out my next steps.

A seizure behind the wheel ended my time in Poynette. I needed to live in a community where I would have access to public transportation and be able to walk and bike since I was giving up my drivers license. I headed back to Madison.

Back in Madison, I briefly directed Solace Friends which was just launching at that time. I was and remain excited about the idea of the organization, to provide housing and support for terminally ill people who are homeless. However, it didn’t take long for me to discover that I’d never gotten over being worn out from my years as an activist/organizer/educator/nonprofit director. Trying to manage what would become the home for Solace Friends, do large amounts of fundraising and promotion, and guide the development of the organization was more than my body could handle. My seizures were impacting my every day again. I had to leave for my well-being.

In 2022 I was searching for my next work adventure and took on being a substitute special education assistant at Madison elementary schools. This led to my decision to become a special education teacher. I would eventually teach at Mendota Elementary for several years before deciding that the school district wasn’t the place for me despite my love for my students and all the great teachers and staff I worked with.

Now, I continue to teach. These days my role is working in early childhood education at Madison College’s Early Learning Center. I love it! I continue as an activist, helping out through Family Farm Defenders, occassionally getting to read for Labor Radio, and just showing up here and there at events and rallies. I also stay active just doing the work of creating community in fun ways like volunteering at the zoo and with Madison Community School and Recreation’s (MSCR) pontoon program, judging each year for History Day, writing this blog, working on my children’s book, and just helping out where I can.

What I’ve shared here is just some of the highlights. There is so much more that has made my life and taught me so much. It’s changing over time as life does. I welcome the stories of all my readers and encourage those of you who know me to add in the bits that you remember and that I missed!

Thank you to everyone who is doing your part to make our world and our communities healthy and sustainable for the generations to come.

The Sound of Madison

WORT 89.9fm, Wisconsin’s first community radio station, launched on December 1, 1975. Over fifty years, it has given voice to underrepresented communities, sharing diverse stories and music. As the need for independent voices grows, WORT seeks volunteers and listener-sponsors to help it continue fostering community and providing vital news.

Rallying with Joy

Over 9 million people attending No Kings rallies nationwide, including many in Wisconsin, demonstrated a strong community spirit. The rally in Madison transformed into a celebration, featuring diverse participation and joyful interactions. Amid serious discussions, this atmosphere of unity and resilience suggests that finding joy is key to enduring struggles and achieving victories.

Meeting the Moment and Inspirations To Act

The author reflects on their journey as an activist, highlighting impactful moments and mentors. Memories of witnessing hardship in their community, including barn fires and cancer’s toll, shaped their passion for change. Influential figures, such as Walt Bresette and Frannie VanZile, inspired them to advocate for future generations and empower communities.

What Happens on April 6th?

The energies are building and it is fantastic. People will be gathering in small towns and large cities around the world on April 5th to protect democracy in the US. For someone who’s been working on social and environmental justice issues since the 90’s, it’s exciting to see.

It’s always great to see these times when the big rallies happen, drawing everyone from the babies in strollers to the elders with walkers. These gatherings are important for many reasons. They are a way to let those in political power know that we’re here and what we expect of them. They are also a tool to educate the public as well as to share ideas amongst our fellow activists. Perhaps most importantly, they are a space in which to make connections and build our community. Which brings me to that question of what happens on April 6th?

After this upcoming day of action we will be in a completely different world and yet nothing will have changed. Large scale protests can both empower and disappoint when we wake up the next day and find there is no immediate answer. If we look at history, we learn that while the marches and rallies were what we shown through the media, it was the months and years of work between those marches and rallies that made the huge changes.

I encourage us to be prepared for that feeling of empowerment and dismay after the rally and to talk with our fellow protestors about what will we do after the rallies to create the society that we believe in. Note that I’m not saying simply to stop our current administration, but to create the society that we believe in. How do we create community and connect with eachother?

Maybe for some of us it is continuing to write our legislators for others it may be running for office. Some will start community gardens or coordinate infoshops to create spaces for people to come together growing food and sharing resources. Maybe a few will develop training programs to teach people how to do community organizing or coordinate educational events to share the stories of the many great grassroots organizers and activists who’ve come before us so that we might learn from them. There is so much to be done. There is a role for everyone.

How do you figure out what your role is? I’ve been doing this work for a long time and I don’t always know, but there is a story that might help. Many Native tribes in the US speak of the seventh generation. My friend Walt, an Anishanaabe man from the Red Cliff reservation on the shores of Lake Superior, used to speak of it in this way. He’d tell people to imagine yourself looking down a long tunnel, at the end of that tunnel is a baby. That baby is the seventh generation. If you do what is right for that child seven generations from now, you’ll be doing what is right for today.

How are you continuing to be a part of the movement and growing community where you are?

Protests Don’t Work

Protests don’t work. Yes, I’ve said it. I’ve been an activist for over 30 years, spending a whole lot of time shouting slogans and waving signs, but I’ve been known to say it and will say it again. Protests don’t work. But, let me go a little deeper here and share what’s inspired this post.

On August 18th, 1920 the 19th Amendment to the US Constitution was passed giving women in the US the right to vote. (We could get into the discussion of who exactly got the right to vote, but that’s another post for another time.) Historical societies and museums across the country are celebrating the 100th anniversary of this amazing victory right now with exhibits, documentaries, and educational events. Yesterday, a friend and I went to visit the Wisconsin Historical Museum in Madison to view their exhibit on suffrage. It was an excellent display and I would encourage anyone in the area to check it out.

As we wandered and viewed the images my friend questioned whether some of the tactics used by the suffragettes might provide lessons for organizers today. Could we use any of the same tools? She lamented that protests and rallies no longer work because of the fact that we live in a world of social media in which messages move so quickly and can so easily be modified. I proposed that protests have never worked and never will, at least not on their own.

Protests are only a tool. It is the actions between the protests and behind the scenes that make the work successful or not. Protesting remains important, if well used. It is a tool that can draw public attention and influence decision makers. However, it is important not to expect that protesting on its own is going to bring change. A large portion of the museum display was dedicated to the banners, signs, buttons, sashes, and tunics worn and used during fight for the vote and later fight for the ERA. This makes sense as they are very visual pieces of history. Still, it only shows us the highlights of what was really a much more complex history.

In the 1820’s, one hundred years before the amendment was to pass, white men had gained the right to vote in most states and discussions had begun about this right for women. By 1948, the movement solidified through the Seneca Falls convention. For nearly one hundred years women met, discussed, strategized, argued. They built partnerships and alliances. They wrote letters, created newspapers, handed out pamphlets, spoke to handfuls and to huge crowds of people. They coordinated conferences. Women, and some men, committed their lives to this issue of justice. Some would never see the results of their work as they would die before the passage of the amendment.

We cannot fool ourselves into thinking that social change is some sort of fast food where we head up to the capitol or wherever to protest and come home with our win. There is much more. The struggles are long and hard, but the victories and the loves found along the way are well worth it. Take good care of yourselves my friends and keep on moving forward.

What is an Activist

When I began Sustainable Life in Action back in 2013 the Grassroots Leadership College had only been closed for a year and I was trying to find enough work to keep my rent paid and figuring out how to keep doing community organizing. My dreams were of starting a new Grassroots Leadership College maybe statewide or maybe in northern Wisconsin along the shores of Lake Superior. It wasn’t too much later that I left Madison. Life didn’t take me to northern Wisconsin, but to Minnesota.

In those days, for me, being an activist still meant organizing people, coordinating trainings, taking part in protests, speaking at rallies, being a force, and fighting out loud in a non-violent yet intense way. While my work was for a better world most of my actions still landed in the realm of working against the evils. I loved my work. I loved getting to know people, making connections, supporting others in achieving their dreams, creating positive social change. We did create change. Every time we people connected and came to know each other, to see each other as valuable human beings we were creating change, not to mention all the battles won.

Despite my love for my life work I was burning out. That’s why I started Sustainable Life in Action. It was a tool to encourage my own self care as well as to support others in caring for themselves. It has been a helpful tool for me. I hope it has been for others as well.

My journey as an activist has reached a new stage. It is an interesting one for me. After seven years in Minnesota and one in Poynette, Wisconsin, I have returned to Madison where Sustainable Life in Action began. When I left this place I was deeply involved in the activist scene. My name was known for work I’d done, nine years running the Grassroots Leadership College, coordinating the non-violence trainings for the capitol take-over during the Walker administration, Green Party stuff, Labor Radio and board leadership at WORT 89.9fm, and more. Now, I am coming back in quietly to a place where there are many new leaders and much of the old guard seems to have disappeared or maybe just is quiet in these times of COVID. It is coming back to a place where I’ve never been before.

It’s good to stand and watch this new place as I too am in a new place internally. After looking for jobs in the nonprofit realm and at the university and colleges to no avail, feeling my stomach churn a bit as I considered roles in organizing again, I decided to go back to another of my earlier careers. I accepted a position as an infant/toddler teacher in a large local child care. I’ve been intrigued by the reaction of old friends who seem to believe that going into teaching early childhood is leaving the world of activism. These people tell me how I’ve “done my time” and that it’s okay for me to do something else.

How can there be anything that is more about social justice than caring for our children? Being an activist isn’t all about holding up signs and shouting slogans. Being an activist is about how we live our lives. At this phase of my being, much of my time will be dedicated to holding the little ones and showing them love. I’ve also chosen to commit my time to being creative, telling my stories, and playing with art. All these things are important. I haven’t done my time, none of us has. We all have a duty to care for this place and for each other each day for the remainder of our time. How we do it is up to us.

Take good care of yourselves. That’s where it all begins.