Tammi says: I was already a chubby pre teen when I met Shelly Fisher in the summer of ’74 at Camp Akiba (back when she was “Shelly Lotman”), my childhood happy place. She was a year older and way cooler than I was, but we bonded. Forty years later, she came to support Campowerment and […]
March 11, 1989
Dearest Chelsea…
Today is Grandy’s birthday…It is my 53rd birthday… A special day in many ways… It is especially awesome because this is my first birthday as a Grandy…My first birthday with you in my life (how lucky I am)… And it marks the beginning of this book…My journal to my first grandchild…
I’ve been […]
Women flock to Camowerment to put themselves at the top of their to-dos, disconnect, recalibrate and map out the next steps to create their own happiness….and we love that!
But you don’t have to wait ’til camp rolls around to start making moves toward living a happier, healthier, and more authentic life.
DARE YOU to try these […]
While so much of what happens at a Campowerment women’s weekend happens because of the (wild, wacky, wonderful) Campers who show up to play, a huge part of the experience is contingent upon the Experts: those gifted thought leaders + warriors who show up dedicated to helping Campers (YOU!) elevate your lives.
During my 34 years […]
Though we hoot and holler about women’s achievements all year long, today, International Women’s Day (#IWD2018), is one more excuse to collectively raise our voices and continue to #PressForProgress (this year’s campaign hashtag).
How do we do that? By challenging bias and inspiring others to take action on behalf of women. By celebrating how far we’ve come. By […]
Step 1: Check for pulse.
Step 2: Assess: Are you still breathing?
Step 3: If yes and you’re still reading this, you’re all set!
Climb on, sister!
If you want 2018 to be the year you make your dreams come true, first you gotta have some dreams.
If you could design your life exactly how you want, what might the blueprint look like? (Do you even know what you want?)
I didn’t either. As 2017 threatened to dump me, I faced ’18 without one […]
One hundred and fifty years ago, my dad’s family— the Leaders — left Russia, crammed into a crowded steamship. And though we may never know if their name really was Leader when they landed at Ellis Island, or if one of my ancestors made it up from the front of the line, it really doesn’t matter.
I was born a Leader.
If I was destined […]
I inherited a trait from my parents that closely resembles workaholism, but takes a right turn and shows up just a little bit differently. When it rears its head, my eyes grow big and busy, my lips turn up to the right, and I appear to be having a dynamic conversation, except no words are […]
Twenty eight years ago yesterday I met my mom and dad. It was just after midnight and the world was in the throes of the Seoul Olympics, “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?” had just hit theaters, and Ronald Reagan was wrapping up his second term as President. On September 17, 1988, Tammi Leader and Johnny Fuller […]
