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Author Archives: N. Neelley Hicks
A Good Neighbor
I first met Roger when visiting Glencliff United Methodist Church with members from Sixty-First Avenue UMC. Roger lives across the street from Glencliff, but this was his first time to visit. A lifelong member of the Church of Christ, he … Continue reading
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Strength
I was struck by the strength that came through her petite frame. As Helene spoke about the work that United Methodist women in East Congo were doing to help survivors of sexual violence, her strength of character was evidenced in … Continue reading
Posted in Communications for Social Good
Tagged #SVAW, DRCongo, RAPE, stigma, UMWomen
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Communicating for Social Good
I’ve been working on my new startup called Harper Hill Global (HHG) whose mission is to empower the human spirit through media, messaging and mobile solutions. I will share more about this when the time is right! HHG’s first project is … Continue reading
Meeting Ahmed Kathrada of South Africa
I am deeply saddened this morning to learn of the passing of Ahmed Kathrada, a true hero of the struggle against apartheid in South Africa. For those that don’t recognize the name, he was sentenced along with Nelson Mandela and … Continue reading
Learning to ROAR
I came up with a method (ROAR) to channel energy during this presidency, and now I’m working it. Here’s my first experience. Continue reading
Posted in My beliefs
Tagged Donald Trump, immigration, resistance, The United Methodist Church
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I Cannot Stand Idly By
Rallying cries resound from women marching in the streets – stirring something within me that challenges me on many levels. I want to make a difference. But why? How? What difference will my actions make for those I love, for our daughters, our granddaughter and still future generations? Continue reading