Last night I had one of those long, sweeping, vivid dreams that take us one a roller coaster of emotions. Toward the end of the dream I had a lucid moment where I was aware that I have a family that I love with all of my being, but I could not in that moment remember who they were. I remember feeling their presence all around me but their forms and faces evaded me. It was not a scary feeling because I knew I was surrounded by their love and felt their presence - but I was incredibly curious about them. As I transitioned out of sleep and into wakefulness I felt a question emerge: If I were to forget the names and faces of my family, would my love for them be any less meaningful?

Using the backdrop of the current political landscape this article lays out a road map for men to acknowledge the incredible power we have for giving women a seat at the table - with us beside them in equality and in community.

“Hey look kids, the new Tesla!”, I exclaimed to my daughters as the latest Model X pulled into view. As we drove down the interstate I proceeded to give my daughters a “dad lecture” about the history of Tesla and Elon Musk’s vision for the future. As I lavished praise on this mid-sized, all-electric marvel …

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