...isn't just a weather report. It's me. I swear. I didn't even name myself this. My mother did. And she is by no means a hippie. Neither am I.

I am an American Leftist, an American Southerner, a White woman, a former teenage-mother welfare-queen. I have two children, both boys, and we all currently live in a little New Deal planned community on the outskirts of Washington DC.

I write letters, go to school, raise my children, and try to be neighborly. Sometimes I publish essays. And sometimes I do some laundry.

I've been an organizer, albeit a very introverted one, all of my adult life, working for or with community organizations and labor unions.

My current passion is perhaps the one I will die with: An Open Home. A vision -- which is different than a model -- for healthy social change that starts with love and ends with love. Love is the answer. Love is the question. How do we love? It's not easy. I don't pretend to know, but I have some ideas...I have some questions I want to talk about with you.