Chasing Change

I started this blog because I believe that creating awareness and sharing knowledge about issues you value and believe, with others is very powerful. I have always believed that everyone has the ability to make a difference, whether it be large or small, if you dream a dream, go after it. If you want to see change, make it happen, don’t wait for others to come to you. I have a lot of views about feminism, but still have so much to learn, which is part of the reason I decided to start writing about it. Although feminism is the major topic of this blog, I also like to include political issues, influential and inspiring literature, and my occasional random thoughts. My other pages are just bits and pieces of what makes me who I am. I hope you enjoy it…

Alpha Sigma Alpha

I originally joined the amazing women of the Zeta Psi chapter at Loras College. I am now an alumna member and joined the Windy City chapter in Chicago. I have met some of my sisters from other chapters all over the United States. These are all amazing, strong, and talented women, I am confident that every one of them have already and continue to make a huge difference in the world. Some of these women are my not only my sisters but my best friends. I don’t know where I would be if I had never met them.

Alpha Love to my Zeta Psi Ladybugs!




I have been protesting for as long as I can remember! It is a passion of mine and has been some of the best experiences I have ever had. I will never stop protesting, voicing my opinion, and standing up for what I believe in. If you have found something you are so passionate about, you should always try to move forward, find out as much as you can, and inform others! I have many strong opinions about various topics and issues, but the ones I protest about the most include:

  • Anti-abortion: I have participated in the March for Life in Washington D.C. each January for 4 years now. I have also visited smaller protests on campuses in the midwest including Notre Dame, Georgetown University and Loras College. I have also spoken in many debates advocating for the Pro-Life movement including a conference in Washington D.C. in 2007. When I am not participating in these major protests, I have visited several abortion clinics in Iowa, Illinois, and Washington D.C. to protest outside with fellow pro-lifers.


January 22nd 2007

March for Life

March for Life: January 22nd 2009


  • Shut Down the School of America (SOA): During my freshman year of college I was introduced to this issue through our Peace & Justice Organization on campus. The School of Americas is on the military base in Fort Benning, GA. The School of Americas is a combat training school for Latin American soldiers. For more information go to http://www.soaw.org/ This protest was one of the most intense I’ve ever been apart of. The polar extremes of the protesters vs. the military base was incredible. The entire 2-3 days we were there, everything was peaceful and we all were able to become a small community of our own. We talked and sang songs all through the night from Iowa to Georgia. A lot of us became very close and easily expressed our political opinions without limitation, which was a really nice change. The protest was so peaceful, almost to a point where the togetherness and perfect harmony of the entire assembly seemed eerie. The wide variety of people from all over the U.S. was such an eye-opening experience. I was raised in a conservative republican environment my entire life, although I give my parents credit that they tried to show me both sides to every argument, I never actually experienced what “the other side” felt about these issues until that weekend. The innovative and imaginative expressions of peace that weekend was so eye-opening! People who were perfect strangers became instant friends.  I will never forget the feeling I got when my friends and I walked barefoot down the long strip of road just outside the perimeter of the base, feeling the warm concrete against our feet, our long hippie skirts dragging on the ground, and singing Carry On My Wayward Son at the top of our lungs as we passed armed MPs and sniper towers- those few moments of pure peace and balance will stay with me forever. The soldiers, officers, MPs and all those in the sniper towers expected things to get rowdy and out of line, judging by how we looked; yet we came and left in total peace. It is a strange thing because it is such a controversial topic, with such extreme opposing viewpoints, yet I don’t ever remember a single argument or negative feeling being intentionally put unto anyone the entire time. Peaceful protests are the example of change.


El Mozote Die-In

Loras SOA Team


  • Tax Day Tea Party

Tax Day Tea Party Rally Dubuque, IA

  • Womens Rights and Gender Equality- I haven’t been to a Women’s Day protest yet, but I hope to make it to the next one in D.C. next year! I’ve participated in small protests in Chicago and the midwest area and have written several petitions to Congress. Most of my activism with this issue lies in my work for the feminist movement and assisting on many projects and organizations aimed at the successful development of women.

International Women's Day

  • other issues include immigration, gay rights, health care in third world countries, and the fight against poverty.

Life Goals

Ever since I was 10 years old I have been constantly planning out my future. Some ideas stuck for a good couple years and pursued them to an extent, but then there were four ideas that turned into dreams and I’ve been chasing them ever since.

My mother used to tell me that when I was younger, I always carried around a camera wherever I went, taking pictures of everything I saw; and somewhat accurately at that! Family friends predicted I would definitely grow up to be a photographer. At the same time, around ages 4-6, my mom constantly took me to gallery openings and events of that nature. Naturally, owning my diva ways at an early age, I never let her pick out my outfits. I loved wearing dresses I could twirl in forever. Additionally, costume jewelry was also a guilty pleasure in my four year old world. Long strings of pearls that probably went to my knees, rings and bracelets! To this day she is still annoyed with my style. In 1994, I appeared in a small article published by the Chicago Sun Times in which my picture was taken at a gallery, in my black leggings and 4 strands of oversized pearls.

When I was a few years older, I declared that I would be a storm chaser. Yup, Twister was my favorite movie. It still never gets old! Later, I memorized all the constellations in the sky, studied the moon, watched meteor showers at 3 a.m. and brought my telescope out to the middle of the street to look at planets; I was going to work for NASA. And of course I wanted to discover something amazing, paralleling Jodie Foster’s brilliant love for space and the solar system in the movie Contact.

Exploring the light-hearted, cheerful, carefree 12 months of what it meant to be ten years old, I found my first passion. I dreamt the dream that I would commit my life to working against the world of crime and dedicate the majority of my life to serving in the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Unfortunately I do not quite remember where the origin of my dream came from, it might have be influenced by one of my several family members that work for the FBI and other federal agencies. I don’t ever remember feeling like I wanted to mirror someone else’s accomplishments, wanting to be just like them, but I knew I wanted to do this for myself and for my country. This is something I was going to accomplish all my own. It wasn’t until years later that I remember actually sitting down with aunts, uncles, and cousins to discuss our points of view on crime and working for the government. I suppose this is because I was still very young and most everyone thought this was a pre-mature thought that would soon fizzle out like the rest. Eleven years later I am about to finish my degree in Law Enforcement and Justice Administration and keep chasing that dream.

However, it doesn’t stop there. If you really know me, you know that it NEVER stops there! haha I picked up a few more passions to pursue along the way.

So, before I embark on my life working for the feds, I plan to serve 2 years in the PeaceCorps, hopefully stationed somewhere in South America or Africa. *fingers crossed!!* My godfather, James McCormick served 8 years in the PeaceCorps, where he met his beautiful wife Deborah in Cameroon. He wrote a book, that I’ve read twice, called Diary of a Kimbag. Check it out! He was definitely the inspiration I got to make the decision to serve. Since I was in 5th grade, I have always made philanthropy a huge part of my life. The first time I fell in love with philanthropy and developed that passion, was when my dad and I spent the entire day in Englewood, CA serving at a soup kitchen/homeless shelter. After that, I knew I would always, always find a way to serve others whether they needed, food, clothing, shelter, or protection. I have been apart of dozens of charities, charity walks to raise awareness, raising awareness about certain diseases and illnesses, poverty issues, and political issues that affect the global fight against poverty. I have organized and single-handedly created my own philanthropic events (such as a walk for Ovarian Cancer) and served a year with AmeriCorps.

Furthermore, I think I was a sophomore in high school when I decided that I would join the army. I feel this powerful call to serve in the military and it hasn’t gone away since then. When I was a freshman in college, I decided I would join ROTC and maybe go from there. As my peers, classmates, and sorority sisters walked by or watched as I met with the local recruiter in the concourse at our school, I got some puzzled looks, some cheers, some “woo! look at that badass!,” and some “girl, you crazy” looks from them. After my second meeting with him, I called home. I was about 40% confident and 60% extremely nervous about talking to my parents about what I’ve been up to. My mom was cooking dinner when she answered the phone. She immediately started crying and couldn’t speak. She put me on speaker phone, in which I could hear my dad walking into the room asking what the hell was going on. He picked up the phone, and I proceeded to tell him that I was planning to join the army. He then started yelling and said he would disown me for the rest of my life if I signed anything. At that point I hadn’t, but I failed to mention that at that point. Haha oopsie :/ So, as my eyes began leaking small tears from my eyes as I walked through campus starring at the ground, I told them I wouldn’t and hung up. My dad called back 20 minutes later, completely mono-tone and simply said, “you’re 18, you’re going to do what you want, but I think this is the most ridiculous decision and you’re about to ruin your life.” Now, I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression, my parents support the troops and all that, but I suppose the image of me jumping out of the helicopter onto the desert ground of Iraq was something that shook them to the very core. A few years later, I still have a desire to serve, but I haven’t uttered a word about it since. Now, sometimes when we see the Army Live Strong commercials on tv my parents comment that they could see me in the military, but they will only allow me to serve through the Airforce or the Navy. No offense or disrespect to either of those branches, but I don’t want to push papers around and I don’t want to lose my mind sitting on a ship in the middle of the sea for months. I am still deciding which order is best to choose to serve all these dreams out, but I have about 2 years!

Lastly, the FBI requires 3-5 years field experience in another federal agency, or military experience. Well, I kind of want to accomplish it all. So, I am considering applying to work for the U.S. Marshal Service to work under the Witness Protection Program for a few years.

I have never thought that these dreams were unattainable or impossible to reach. I will stop at nothing and do everything I can to make sure I get to where I want to be. I’ve made hundreds of mistakes in my past, and I will continue to make thousands more, and I welcome them all. Life is ridiculous, messy, surprising, and fabulous. If you strive to better yourself a little more each day, then you’re on the right path. Don’t ever stop believing in yourself and your dreams. Don’t ever stop pursuing your passions and the dreams you’ve created for yourself. Hoorah!

  1. Terrance H. says:

    Hi! I totally despise liberals!

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