The late 'Wangarĩ Muta Maathai' requires no introduction but still, reading her Memoir was such a profound experience for me. What a woman, a leader, a fighter, a giver, a visionary, a movement, an inspiration, a better human than most people around her (she showed so much grace to everyone who opposed her)….

As inspiring as her story is I couldn’t help but feel like she was never vindicated enough for all the BS that she had to endure in her fight against corruption, land grabbing, environmental extortion, abuse of power, political persecution, patriarchy….And it breaks my heart to see some of the leaders & institutions that she fought against still holding offices & being given platforms. This memoir put me in this weird place where I am grateful for Activism but am also wondering how lasting the effects of Activism are