“It’s starting to make sense now.”

Kim, aka A Progressive Girl, used that line two years ago to describe her life so far, upon being challenged to do so in six words.

This was before A World of Progress TeamZine, but after an abusive stepfather, the Air Force, the First Gulf War, corporate life, giving up that lucrative corporate life for five acres and a creek on a mountain in East Tennessee, some, shall we say, interesting choices in partners, a successful blog, tiring of angry rants and walking away from that blog, finding the woman she wants to marry if California would just get its act together and starting another successful blog which would eventually morph into the TeamZine.

I’m not sure what six words she would pick now, but it might be something like “That was then, this is now.”

Somewhere in all that, Kim found that carrying hate and anger around was a crippling disease — just look at much of the right to see that in effect — and that the way to a cure was through forgiveness.

The universe, it seems, takes care of all that holding people accountable for what they’ve done, and it’s just too hurtful to take that kind of responsibility on ourselves.

That doesn’t, of course, preclude pointing out the truth in the insanity around us, or even being angry about it. It just means we don’t poison ourselves by harboring those feelings for longer than necessary.

And that’s how A World of Progress came to be. Kim has gathered some of the finest writers in the InterWebz to create this place of progressive thought, wisdom and vision. And it is her vision. She took a little corner of the Internet and populated it with other dreamers and visionaries, solid thinkers who toe no one’s party line.

She’d prefer we didn’t call her the boss, although she is the publisher.

Kim loves Tex-Mex, but finds it frustratingly hard to find in the Appalachian Mountains (no one could have predicted that — did I mention that Kim is a native Texan?), and has slight problems with mice in her truck and carpenter bees. She likes almost all the right music — like Joan Jett and, although it pains me to say it, the Indigo Girls.

She can’t stand hypocrites, but is rather fond of smart people, particularly geeky, bookworm types, which, I’m told, describes her girl to a T.

And she knows who she is better than anyone I’ve ever met. Come to think of it, maybe her six word life these days would be “Who you really are is where it’s at.” No, wait. That’s eight. But why limit it to six anyway?

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