BEHOLD MAGAZINE
EDITOR IN CHIEF
LISA C. WILLIAMS
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A Circle in Six Parts
A Tribute in Fabric Crafting Legacies
A
Journey of Resilience, Growth and EMBRACING
60
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60 of and EMBRACING
AsI near the milestone of my 60th birthday, I find myself in a period of deep reflection on the years behind me and the path that lies ahead. I created
BEHOLD Magazine as a vessel for stories of transformation, resilience and empowerment—stories that spark change and inspire others to act. Today, I choose to share my story of resilience—not from a place of self-promotion, but from a fundamental belief in the power of storytelling to heal, inspire and elevate. To tell it is to honor the “girlchilds” whose footprints have been erased and voices silenced.
My story is not just one of survival—it’s a narrative of thriving in the face of adversity. It’s about taking the pain, the injuries, the betrayals and the injustices and transforming them into something powerful and positive. Sharing my journey is about offering hope and guidance and serving as a beacon of the transformative power of resilience to others who are walking their own difficult paths.
Throughout my life, I’ve been driven by the understanding
that while my story of being a child who was sexually exploited is deeply personal, it is also part of a larger narrative. My experiences, successes and challenges are woven into the lives of the people I’ve touched; the communities I’ve served; the causes I’ve championed. This sense of responsibility compels me to continue using my voice, platform and resources to advocate for girls, women and boys who find themselves preyed upon— oftentimes, by those who are the closest and most trusted
in their lives. I am inextricably indebted to the 1,019 lives I’ve had the privilege to support, whether by helping to rescue, spare or simply walk alongside them. Each of these lives has, in turn, shaped and reshaped my own, providing me with strength and purpose. For this, I am profoundly grateful.
Looking back, the most significant lesson I’ve learned is the importance of self-belief. It is a lesson I carry with me every day, and one that I hope to pass on to others:
There will be countless moments in your life when others try to limit your potential, define your worth or tell you what you can or cannot achieve. However, I’ve learned that the most critical voice is the one within yourself—the voice that affirms, “You are worthy. You are capable. You are enough.” Embracing this truth has allowed me to break through barriers; recognize, confront, take the time to attend to and heal my wounds; and create opportunities that empower others to do the same.
My journey has been shaped by the influence of many remarkable women and men whose touch left an indelible mark on my life. When I listened to Vice President Kamala Harris’s acceptance speech for the presidential nomination, I thought ‘Wow!’ She is one of the remarkable and brilliant women I had the distinct honor of standing alongside when we received the Glamour Woman of the Year Award in 2018, along with Viola Davis and other notable women. During her speech, she spoke the words “not by blood, but by love,” a concept that resonated within me. It’s a powerful idea that transcends biological ties, emphasizing the importance of love and connection in our lives. Those six words confirmed what I knew to be true in my own life.
Women like Beverly Tucker, Mary Louise Hardy, Elizabeth Moore, Ruth Slade, Marjorie Holloway, Soluria Pearson—only three “by blood”—demonstrated the resilience, courage and unwavering support that have been vital to my survival and growth. Likewise, men like my grandfather, Joseph Hall, my partner of 37 years, Lynn, and our sons Paul and Joseph, have
been my pillars of strength. And then, there are those “but by love” like Marvin L. Tucker, Norman A. Harrington, Mr. Matthews, Carole Birckhead, Carolyn Sampson, Suzanne Crispin and Amanda Terry who rescued me when I could see neither the urgency or need for life-saving care. Their belief in me was not just support—it was a lifeline, a testament to their watchfulness over my life and a driving force that sustained me and propelled me forward.
Public figures like Maggie L. Walker, Juanita J. Craft, Oseola McCarty, Fannie Lou Hamer, Shirley Chisholm, Barbara Jordan and Karen T. Fondu have also been guiding lights in my life. Their legacies remind me of the power of resilience, self-belief and the crucial importance of using one’s voice to effect change. These women’s lives continue to inspire me to advocate for the vulnerable, offer spaces for healing and empowerment and leave a legacy that reflects the values I hold dear.
This crossroad of 60 years intersects at pivotal periods in my life—culmination and beginning. It is that moment for me to celebrate
past successes, while recognizing that there are uncharted opportunities before me—professional endeavors with new projects or collaborations, the prospect of an overseas move or exploring advancements in living a healthy lifestyle. This is my moment to embrace the future with an open heart and mind.
As I step into this new beginning, my hopes are anchored in a desire to continue my work, to keep growing, learning and challenging myself. Most importantly, I want to continue making a difference—whether through my work, my writing or simply the way I live my life. I want to inspire others to believe in their potential and to take action toward creating the world in which they and generations yet to come thrive.
I hope that this special edition of BEHOLD Magazine will serve as a reminder that our birth is merely the starting point—the decisions we make, the steps we take, in the time we are given upon this earth, are the stones of the path we pave. Therefore, let us live with an intentionality that reshapes our lives for the better path and leave a legacy of liberation and freedom for all humankind.
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Introduction to a Circle in Six Parts
Each decade of my life has brought its own challenges, triumphs and invaluable lessons, shaping and reshaping my path with every step. A significant event in this journey took place ten years ago at the Circle of Friends: Living Water for Girls Pearl Gala, held on September 12, 2014, at Atlanta Technical College in Atlanta, Georgia. This gala was a stellar gathering of individuals and corporate partners committed to supporting our mission for the liberation and education for child victims of commercial sexual exploitation and human trafficking.
During this event, I was honored to receive an original literary masterpiece from the esteemed poet and playwright, Ms. Pearl Cleage. Her work, “A Circle of Six Parts,” was a gift of philosophical thought and counsel. She urged me to use it in the most impactful way possible, to further the work that lay ahead of me. For a decade, I have held onto her sage advice, waiting for the right moment to share this powerful piece of artistic thought with the world. And now, that day has come!
As Ms. Cleage’s poem so powerfully illustrates, the girlchild is born into a world where danger often lurks close by, where choices are too often made for her rather than by her. She grows amidst voices—some raised in her defense, others against her, and too many that remain silent when they should speak. Her journey is one where things that should be untouched, unrushed and unaffected are instead disrupted by those who should have been her protectors. Yet, the girlchild persists. She is precious, deserving of hope, protection and love rooted in honor.
SISTERS)
There is a path.
There is a way.
There is a sound.
There is an eye to see/an ear to hear/a brain to know
And a heart to lead the way.
There is a path that leads from me to you/
From you to me and back again/ And round about/and in and out.
There is a path.
From heart to heart. From hand to hand. A path that runs between us like a river in that moment when we realize there is no us and them. There is only us and us.
We are never simply born.
We are created in the fierceness of desire
And the mystery of love.
The shimmer of hope
And the reality of despair.
We are never simply born.
We are born from/and born to/ and born for/a purpose we cannot know until later, much later, when choices have been made for us and voices have been raised for us/ or against us/or not at all.
But even in the silence, sometimes no one can hear us
Because we are afraid to cry out.
Because the danger is too close; too present. Because sometimes it comes in the form
Of the ones who should love and protect us.
The ones to whom we are born, Bound by blood and bone and a line that stretches So far behind us and so far in front
That we cannot see what the end will be or how or why.
These are the ones who don’t see the magic, Who don’t recognize the mystery, Who try to stem the tide
And start the slide and stop the pure, free motion
Of our young lives, shining like new pennies in the sun.
These are the ones who require from us
Things that should be untouched/unrushed/unaffected
By anything but who and what we want when we decide who/ and when and where/ and why/ and how.
How is it possible for us not to see you?
To understand that we could be you, alone and afraid,
Second guessing every move we ever made,
Blaming ourselves because we’re all we see, And all we be, and if we are guiltless, Why are we here?
How is it possible for us not to see you?
Not to know that we could be you
So alone and so afraid, walking that dark street, Cowering in that back seat, Or waiting for that key in the door,
Hoping this time things will not be as bad as the first time/or the last time/or the next time/ and the next time/and the one after the one after that.
How is it possible that we don’t see in your face
The face of every precious girlchild we ever birthed Or loved as our very own.
Every precious girlchild who ever grew and blossomed In the safety of our love, Surrounded by the certainty of our protection Secure in the promise of a future shared and sacred.
There is so much silence
Sometimes it surrounds us like a mist like a cloud, like a forest with trees so tall they hide the sun. But there are moments when we must cry out And this is one.
Moments when we must begin to see our face in your faces. And this is one.
Moments when we finally admit that we know what violence against women and girls looks like Without having to see one more video, Or inspect one more crime scene photograph, Or hear the wail of one more shattered family, The cry of one more motherless child
The keening of one more childless mother. A moment when we admit we know
What the buying and selling of children looks like.
A moment when we finally find a way
To stop blaming the victim
Stop trying to make it her fault/her greed/her need for things she sees on t.v. or wants at the mall,
Her desire for manicures and mini-skirts, Designer bags and sky high heels,
As if all the desire in all the world
Could mean she deserves to be bought and sold, Used, abused and cast aside no matter how she cried
I’m here! I’m here! I’m standing right here!
Alone, scared to run/ scared not to,
And where is the magic?
Of what use is the mystery?
If you are invisible. Unseen. Unmissed. Unmourned.
But how did we get here?
Sometimes our motion is away from something. Hunger. Violence, Homelessness. War. Addiction and abuse.
Sometimes our motion is toward something better than what we see around us.
Something that we are led to believe we can get
If we are beautiful enough/ or thin enough/
Or blond or buxom or bouncing bottom or perfect skin/
shimmering hair/fabulous enough
To guarantee we receive all that’s best in the world
As gifts from the universe as reward for our perfection.
But who’s world is that?
Not the one we live in.
Not the one where we never feel beautiful enough
Or safe enough from the eyes and hands and plans
Of those who count the days until we are Ready to be plucked from family/from friends/
From any future but one which is no future at all
And sent to earn a living for someone who thinks
It is possible to put a price on our magic and our mystery
And to set in motion a series of exchanges
That finds us running toward the danger and away from it all at the same time
And we wake up in a nightmare that never ends
And never changes,
The days blending into the nights
Blending into the sights and sounds of things
We never meant to see,
Things we never meant to be.
We come to believe we must be invisible.
Surely no one can see what is happening to us
And allow it.
Surely no one can know we are here
In these small rooms that seem to close in on us
Even when we squeeze our eyes tight
And try to remember a life other than this one.
A touch other than this one.
A dream other than this nightmare that never ends
And never changes
Until it sends us running for our lives
In any direction as long as it’s away from those hands/
And those bodies and those rooms that can only be locked from the outside.
So we run as fast as we can/as far as we can
Coming finally to that desert we must cross alone
That alley where we will spend the night alone, heart pounding, Eyes wide open, listening for the footsteps walking slowly
Toward our hiding place to drag us back to the place
From whence we came.
The place that is now all we know of home.
The place where our invisibility binds us and finds us
Trapped and trembling/ waiting for the help that never comes.
We come to believe that we are invisible.
But that is a lie.
We can be seen.
We must be seen by those who know there is no us and them. There is only us and us.
We need a ritual, a cleansing,
A laying on of healing hands.
A bathing in the living water of hope and strength and safety.
We need a reclamation; a reaffirming;
A recognizing of the miracle that is/ this girlchild,
This one girlchild, alive on this one planet, at this one present moment.
This girlchild full of hope and promise and future. This girlchild deserving of protection and direction
And love that knows and shows and is rooted in honor,
Rooted in safety,
Rooted in permission to be a child, a girlchild,
Safe from those who do not understand,
Who do not ask permission,
Who do not recognize the mystery
So how can they be expected to respect the magic, And the miracle, and the motion that is the ocean
And the moon, and the sky, and the why that connects us
To the unbroken line of women, born of women,
Born of women, back as far as time begins.
The why that is both the question and the answer,
Because these are our baby girls
Who will grow to be women
Who will make choices and face challenges
And grow strong/and then grow stronger,
But for now are simply and perfectly girls
Full of mystery and magic and motion
And the smallest notion of who and what, and why they are.
It takes time and space to see yourself as yourself, Free and fine and all your own.
A being so perfect that you never have to apologize
But only acknowledge and affirm and celebrate That mystery, that magic, that motion.
Acknowledge and affirm and celebrate
Because if you can see it, you can be it, And if you can be it, you can be All. You can be the mirror that we hold that reflects the best of who we are at the deepest center of our being which is where the magic is and the mystery and the motion and the notion that there is no separation between us. There is only a path. There is only a way. There is only a sound.
There is only an eye to see/an ear to hear/a brain to know And a heart to lead the way.
There is only a path that leads from me to you/ From you to me and back again/ And round about/and in and out. There is a path.
From heart to heart. From hand to hand.
A path that runs between us like a river in that moment when we realize There is no us and them, There is only us and us.
There is only the mystery and the magic and the joyful motion of your journey, shared, celebrated, promised, fulfilled.
© Pearl Cleage, 9.12.14
Photo courtesy of Lisa Williams
Woman Girlchild to
A Celebration of Six Decades
This recounting of my life over six decades is inspired by my forthcoming book, Saving Lisa: Memoirs of a GirlChild, and encapsulates the essence of my life’s work. It speaks to the truths I hold dear—recognizing the worth of girls and women, owning our voices, speaking our truths and embodying the “sheroes” we aspire to be. The term “girlchild” is more than a simple label. It represents our collective experiences, struggles and victories. This connection to the girlchild—this shared narrative of resilience and triumph—is a powerful force that compels me to share a small part of my wholehealed self in these pages.
First Decade: Shattered Innocence (Betrayal)
In my earliest years, from birth to age ten, I encountered betrayal and learned the power of truth. These were years marked by sheer acts of cruelty, where I endured poly-victimization and complex trauma, including brutal sexual assault and physical violence. The betrayal was compounded when those who should have protected me—the women in my family—chose instead to shame and reject me, creating a false narrative that blamed me, a seven-year-old child, for crimes committed against me.
Despite this betrayal, I held onto my truth. I learned that truth-telling was my strength, my way of reclaiming power in a world determined to silence me. My experience echoes the defiant spirit found in Maya Angelou’s poem “Still I Rise,” where she repeatedly declares her resilience against those who have tried to oppress her. Like Angelou, I rose above the lies and false narratives, finding within myself the strength to protect others and to survive.
Second Decade: Surviving Shadows (Resilience)
My second decade, ages ten to twenty, was a testament to resilience. By twelve, I was homeless, abandoned by my mother after I reported my father’s abuse to the military police. I lived in survival mode, facing exploitation and violence. Yet, despite these hardships, I found the strength to persist. At seventeen, I graduated high school while working multiple jobs and joined the U.S. Air Force, transforming my life through sheer willpower and spirit.
Maya Angelou’s “Phenomenal Woman” captures the essence of this resilience, celebrating inner strength and the determination to rise above adversity. Like the poem, my journey during these years was one of defying external judgments and finding power in my identity. My ability to continue forward—to graduate and enlist in the military—sprang from an “old soul” with whom I was innately acquainted.
Third Decade: Unyielding Triumph (Empowerment)
From twenty to thirty, I discovered the formidable power of self-belief and the authority that comes with it. My journey has been about exercising the gift of choice in every aspect of my life. Despite facing hostile environments and attempts to sabotage my military career as a commissioned officer, I chose to stand firm and confront racism, sexism and other injustices head-on. Ultimately, I succeeded. I chose to marry my best friend, not out of societal obligation, but because I wanted a partnership grounded in mutual respect, care and compassion. Together, we built a family, and I gave birth to two beautiful, healthy children—defying the well-credentialed doctors who informed me, at the age of 23, that I would never conceive and insisted that a hysterectomy was my only option for relief from the excruciating pain I was experiencing due to endometriosis. I heard their diagnosis, understood the gravity of it, and, yet, I refused to let it define my future. My life is my testament to empowerment, a demonstration that owning one’s power is not to limit it to personal achievement, but to exercise one’s full authority to challenge systemic barriers and live into the possibilities that others deem impossible.
Lucille Clifton’s “Won’t You Celebrate with Me” bears a familiarity with this period of my life, celebrating the act of self-creation and empowerment in the face of adversity. Clifton’s words reflect the triumph of building a life of purpose and meaning, despite the odds.
Fourth Decade: Building and Betrayal (Fortitude)
My thirties were marked by both significant achievements and utter personal betrayal. I built a successful child care business, contributed to my community and made strides professionally, but I also faced a devastating betrayal by a trusted business partner. This period taught me the importance of inner strength and the necessity of self-care as a means of protection and healing. In addition, my advocacy work on behalf of victims of sexual and physical abuse was a reflection of this inner strength and a testament to the importance of fortitude in the face of adversity.
I drew strength from Audre Lorde’s, “Poetry Is Not a Luxury,” which speaks to the necessity of embracing inner strength and resilience and emphasizes the power of transformation and healing through self-expression.
Fifth Decade: Champion of Change (Advocacy)
In my forties, I became a champion of change, leading one of the most recognized non-profit organizations for commercially sexually exploited and trafficked girls in the United States. My advocacy work saved lives, influenced significant legislative changes, and built a support network that continues to impact generations. This decade taught me the far-reaching impact of advocacy, the necessity of activism and the power of collective action, reminding me that it often takes just one person to ignite meaningful change.
Marge Piercy’s, “The Low Road,” captures the essence of advocacy, emphasizing the strength that comes from collective action and solidarity. The solidarity and empowerment we fostered among survivors and allies created a formidable network for global change.
Sixth Decade: Flourishing Freedom (Transformation)
Entering my fifties marked the beginning of my journey of transformation and newfound freedom. I unleashed the inner strength needed to break the bonds of the physical and emotional ties holding me inside a self-made cocoon that was suffocating me. I chose metamorphosis. I found my joy and embraced the concepts of conscious living and intentionality. This decade has truly seen me soar to new heights—literally. I learned to fly a plane. I went skydiving and leapt fearlessly into the open sky and danced amongst the clouds. These experiences challenged and reminded me that embracing change, curiosity and courage makes life limitless, and that intentional living brings joy and fulfillment beyond measure.
At the Ron Fellows Performance Driving School in Pahrump, Nevada, I tapped into my inner warrior, commanding a 490-horsepower, red 2022 C8 mid-engine Corvette with precision and exhilaration on North America’s largest racetrack. The rush of speed and control transported me back to my days in Italy, driving my sleek, black, T-top 1985 Corvette on the Italian Autostrada at speeds exceeding 131 miles per hour. The exhilaration was unparalleled.
My unclouded horizon knew no bounds. I engaged my whole self and trained with a relentless fervor for a 26.2-mile marathon. First, I conquered a half marathon (13.1-miles) in Fort Worth, Texas. And, then, just seven months later, I pushed myself to complete a full, grueling 26.2-miles in Saint Bonifacius, Minnesota.
All of these achievements stand as a testament that age is no barrier to greatness, and that every challenge is an opportunity for empowerment. Through this incredible journey, I have cultivated self-compassion, welcomed grace and emerged as my strongest, healthiest and most vibrant version. I am fully alive, breathing in every moment with unyielding passion.
And so, I offer you this reflection in the poem, “Breath by Breath.”
BREATH BY BREATH
Birth
a whisper in the dawn, the first note in a song yet to be sung, a gasp that ignites inspiration— a flame flickers in the heart of the universe.
What do I do with this gift, this sacred breath that formed the stars? Shall I let creation’s spark wither, let it fade to ember? Squander sacred air, or breathe life back into it?
Holding the power of choice in my hands, I choose to live. I choose to rise, to reshape, refine, and reignite the fire. With every breath, I sculpt new worlds from stardust— breath by breath.
We—you and I— must give life to each other, must lend our voices for each other.
We must breathe into a future woven with hope, and with hands and hearts, a future yet to be birthed.
Legacy and Call to Action: Reflecting on Six Decades
As I stand at the threshold of my 60th year, now, more than ever, I am committed to channeling the wisdom gained into purposeful action that honors my journey and the impact I wish to make moving forward. I invite you to embark on a journey of introspection and self-reflection. Consider the legacy you are crafting. Here are six steps to guide you through this transformative process—
Photo by Joseph Calvo
1. Review Your Decades: Reflect on each chapter of your life, identifying key events, challenges and triumphs. Understand how these moments have shaped who you are and the values you hold dear.
2. Assess Your Impact:
Reflect on how your actions, words and decisions have shaped the lives of those within your sphere of influence, whether positively or otherwise. Use this reflection to understand where you can continue to make a meaningful difference and how you might adjust your approach to create and sustain the positive impact you desire.
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
3. Envision Your Legacy:
Contemplate the legacy you wish to leave. For what values, achievements and contributions do you want to be remembered? Reflect on how you can actively shape this legacy in the years to come.
4. Reshape Your Language:
Recognize the immense power of your words in shaping your reality. Choose language that reflects your resilience, strength and aspirations. Use your voice as a tool for personal and collective empowerment.
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
5. Live with Intentionality:
Align your actions with your values and goals. Make conscious choices that minimize wasting time, resources and energy, leading to a more fulfilling and impactful life.
6. Act with Purpose:
Use the insights from your reflections to guide you on a path of intentional actions that contribute to the legacy you desire. Whether through mentoring, advocacy or purposeful living, each step you take leads you into the future you envision.
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Photo by Wendy Scroggins
A Tribute in Fabric:
The Story Behind the “Lisa” Gown
In the world of bespoke bridal design, Wendy Scroggins, founder of Elizabeth Bridal Boutique, stands as a beacon of grace, resilience and creativity. Born in Xiantao, China, Wendy’s journey to becoming a renowned designer was shaped by personal trials that fortified her strength and deepened her faith. A faith she exudes through her warmth, compassion and nurturing spirit. I am honored to be both a client and a friend of this remarkable breath of joy and light.
My relationship with Wendy began with the creation of a gown for my 35th wedding anniversary. That initial experience was nothing short of transformative, a reflection of the care and intentionality she brings to curating her designs and her kinships (not by blood, but by love).
Over the course of shared stories and life changes, we became sisters. Wendy designed the “Lisa” gown in tribute to my advocacy, resilience and personal journey. This intricate work of art exemplifies Wendy’s extraordinary ability to thread strength and grace through every stitch.
In this Q&A, Wendy shares her inspiring story and the heartfelt journey behind the “Lisa” gown, offering a glimpse into the soul of a woman whose artistry reflects the beauty she sees in others.
1. Can you share a bit about your background and what led you to pursue a career in designing wedding dresses?
Wendy’s Response:
“ I was born in Xiantao, China and raised there until I went to Wuhan for college. My early years were marked by significant challenges. Due to China’s one-child policy and a cultural preference for sons, I was sent to live with my grandparents in Jitai, a very small village on the outskirts of Xiantao when I was just 11 months old.
When I was six years old, my parents brought me back to live with them. Over the years, my mom told me several times that she cried when I was born. She would say a lot of people killed their daughters by throwing them in public bathrooms to drown. This was actually quite normal in the 1980s in the villages because people were desperate to have a son as the heir of the family. I was very lucky because they loved me so much that they did not kill me.
My home life was difficult. My father was physically abusive, and my mother was largely
absent due to her gambling addictions. Despite these challenges, I eventually reconciled with my parents, learning to forgive and love them for doing the best they could with what they had. I am deeply grateful for God’s love and grace, which have guided me through these difficult times and blessed me with the strength to move forward.
My journey into bridal design began in 2012 when I helped a friend’s sister source skirts. This small project quickly grew, leading me to recognize a significant demand for custom bridal wear. A divine vision of a veil hanging over a gold arch and opened like a drape inspired us to trust in this business path, leading us to where we are today.”
2. What sets Elizabeth Lee Bridal Boutique apart from other bridal shops, and what is your vision for the store?
Wendy’s Response:
“At Elizabeth Lee Bridal Boutique, our vision centers on bespoke bridal design that tells a unique story for each bride. We currently have a presence in 18 states, with aspirations
to establish retail outlets in every state in the United States and across the globe. Our approach is intimately personal, influenced by my own journey, which emphasizes resilience, transformation and the grace of God—key elements we strive to incorporate into every gown we create.”
3. Could you tell us more about your creative process when designing wedding dresses, particularly the “Lisa” gown?
Wendy’s Response:
“My creative process often begins with envisioning the fabric we’ve sourced. For the “Lisa” gown, I wanted to use a beautiful, colorful lace paired with a ruched bodice to create a stunning aesthetic. After spending time with Lisa Williams, I felt inspired to incorporate floral appliques into a cape design, reflecting her vibrant personality. My inspiration comes from many sources—fabrics, architecture and the remarkable people in my life. I believe that part of this creativity also stems from my desire to bring beauty and joy into the world, transforming the challenges
of my early life into something positive. Through it all, I am continually thankful for God’s guidance and love, which fuel my creativity and vision.”
4. Did a specific moment, conversation or interaction inspire you to create the “Lisa” gown?
Wendy’s Response:
“I’ve long admired Lisa Williams for her advocacy against human trafficking, her resilience, bravery and her charismatic personality. Creating a gown in her honor was a heartfelt tribute. Her strength and ability to overcome adversity reminded me of my own journey. Designing the “Lisa” gown was not just about fashion, it was about honoring the strength and beauty that come from resilience and recognizing the grace of God in our lives.”
5. How do you source materials for your gowns, and what influenced your fabric choice for the “Lisa” gown?
Wendy’s Response:
“I source materials for my gowns from various channels, including suppliers who introduce me to
new fabrics and personal visits to Europe and Asia in search of unique textiles. The colorful lace featured in the “Lisa” gown immediately captivated me when I encountered it. Each fabric I select is chosen with care, reflecting the quality and beauty that I want each bride to experience, much like how I approach relationships—with intention, purpose and an awareness of the grace that guides me.”
6. Where can customers find the “Lisa” gown? Are there specific shops or states where it will be available?
Wendy’s Response:
“To experience the “Lisa” gown firsthand, customers can visit any retail locations listed on our website, Elizabeth Lee Couture Retailers. Our network of retailers offers the opportunity for customers to explore and try on the gown at their convenience.”
7. Is there anything else you’d like to share about your relationship with Lisa Williams that could inspire others to examine and deepen their relationships in different, more meaningful and creative ways?
Wendy’s Response:
“My bond with Lisa Williams has been incredibly enriching. Her gestures of thoughtfulness, like sending gifts during my daughter’s birth while she was abroad in Europe, underscore her compassionate nature. Lisa’s personal narrative inspires me. Her intentional communication and steadfast support make her not only a friend, but also a cherished sister. Our connection reflects the kind of deep, meaningful relationship that I value most in life, and I believe that the grace of God has brought us together in this journey.”
For more information about Elizabeth Bridal Boutique, visit www.elizabethleebridal.com
Photo courtesy of Elizabeth Bridal Boutique L to R: Wendy Scroggins and Lisa Williams
Crafting Legacies
Every person leaves a legacy of their contributions to humanity—whether great or small. Commemorated legacies belong to those who live with purpose and leave a lasting impact on the world. As we celebrate Lisa C. Williams’s 60th birthday, we recognize the exceptional influence of individuals who inspire and uplift countless lives. Lisa’s life’s work, rooted in truth and intentionality, mirrors the indomitable spirit of Juanita J. Craft, a civil rights pioneer whose acts of courage and selflessness paved the way for future generations.
This tribute celebrates Ms. Williams’s contributions and acknowledges the deep connection between these women, whose legacies are intertwined with community and social justice.
Juanita J. Craft was a transformative figure in the Civil Rights Movement in Dallas, Texas and beyond. Craft is a descendent of Black grandparents who survived the perils and torture of American slavery. Her tireless work with the National Association for the Advancement of Colored Peoples (NAACP) included
organizing more than 180 NAACP branches and integrating public institutions. She spent a lifetime dedicated to dismantling systems of oppression and opening doors that had long been shut. Craft’s legacy is not just a part of history, but a living inspiration for those who continue to fight for justice and equality.
Craft’s activism was fueled by an unyielding belief in the power of collective action and the necessity of bringing truth to light. As Ida B. Wells said, “The way to right wrongs is to turn the light of truth upon them,” a sentiment echoed in Craft’s challenges to segregation, voter suppression and educational and environmental inequality. Her work was about more than
Photo courtesy of Friends of Juanita Craft Civil Rights House and Museum Board
The Power of Resilience from Juanita J. Craft to Lisa C. Williams
Written by Mo Reilley
Legacies
changing laws; it was about transforming the social fabric of her community and ensuring that future generations could walk through the doors she had opened.
The Juanita J. Craft House and Museum, near Fair Park, is a testament to her legacy. The City of Dallas Office of Arts & Culture notes that Craft was the first Black woman to vote in a public election in Dallas County in 1944. In the 1950s and 60s, she galvanized citizens and led protests against segregation in public schools, transportation and other public facilities. Elected to the Dallas City Council at 73, she served two terms, further solidifying her impact. Dallas honored her legacy by dedicating the Juanita J. Craft
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Recreation Center and the adjoining park, which once barred Black people from entering.
Craft’s home was a beacon of hope and a staging ground for the political and civil activism she organized. It hosted figures like Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and President Lyndon B. Johnson. Craft ensured her legacy by gifting her home to the City of Dallas for civic use. At the Juanita J. Craft Civil Rights House, visitors can learn that their lives matter and that they, too, can be humanitarians.
Lisa C. Williams stands as a modern torchbearer of Craft’s legacy, carrying forward the mission of empowerment and transformation. Through her pioneering work with Circle of Friends: Living Water for Girls, Ms. Williams crafted innovational programming for commercially sexually exploited children and young women. Her commitment to advocacy, education and therapeutic residential and services helped rescue and spare the lives of
1,019 abused girls, boys and women. Her commitment to the rescue and the reshaping of support services for the victims and their guardians forever changed their lives and families, giving them hope for the future. Her three-decade fight for social justice and the right of every child to live free from commercial sex trafficking has been recognized and celebrated globally.
Ms. Williams’s anti-trafficking efforts have had a global impact, most notably as the inaugural chair of the International Survivors of Trafficking Advisory Council under the Organization for Security and Co-Operation in Europe and the Office for Democratic Institutions and Human Rights. In this capacity, she led 21 survivor leaders from 14 countries and was charged with providing guidance to 57 nations. Her global advocacy has brought hope to victims and survivors, serving as an inspiration for a future free from exploitation.
Ms. Williams has also focused
on supporting victims of commercial sexual exploitation post-rescue. Her commitment to long-term solutions is evident in her establishment of three academic endowments at Boston University in Boston, Massachusetts: Circle of Friends Impact Scholarship Fund, Circle of Friends Impact Legacy Scholarship Fund, and Circle of Friends Design for Equity and Inclusion Scholarship Fund. These endowments, which qualified for Boston University’s Century Challenge, will provide educational funds for survivors and marginalized individuals for 100 years, ensuring a lasting impact on their lives, as well as families and communities around the globe.
The Lisa C. Williams Listening Room in The Howard Thurman Center for Common Ground at Boston University serves as a sanctuary for introspection, contemplation and growth. It encourages visitors to practice self-care and extend kindness to themselves and their communities, embodying the
values Williams, like Craft, has championed throughout her life.
In her book Reshaped by Truth, Ms. Williams speaks to the power of living intentionally—a philosophy that is reflected in the activism of Juanita J. Craft. Both women understood that real change starts with the individual and must extend to impact the broader community. Their work underscores the importance of self-care and conscious living as acts of resistance and survival, particularly for those enduring significant hardships. Audre Lorde’s assertion, “Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare,” captures the essence of their shared commitment to resilience and transformative justice.
As we reflect on Ms. Williams’s life and the legacy she continues to build, we see a narrative that mirrors the strength and resolve of Juanita J. Craft. Through their tireless work and dedication to
humanity, both women have shaped history and continue to inspire those who follow.
Ms. Williams’s journey is also marked by a deep understanding of the interconnectedness of systemic social disparities and their impact on marginalized communities. Her keynote addresses and podcast conversations often delve into the root causes of trafficking and exploitation, much like Craft’s work addressed the systemic barriers that kept African Americans disenfranchised. Both women saw the need to address the root causes of inequality, not just the symptoms, and their legacies are a testament to the power of this approach.
In Parable of the Sower, Octavia E. Butler wrote, “All that you touch, you change. All that you change changes you. The only lasting truth is change. God is change.” This quote encapsulates the enduring impact of both Craft’s and Williams’s work. Their transformative efforts
for social justice have touched and changed lives known and unknown to them, planting seeds of truth, hope and freedom.
The stories of Juanita J. Craft and Lisa C. Williams are more than accounts of individual achievement; they are part of a larger narrative of resilience, courage and commitment to a just and equitable world. Their lives call for us to embrace selfcare as an integral part of our activism; turn the light of truth upon the wrongs we see; and continue reshaping our world with the values they so fiercely cherish.
For more information on Juanita J. Craft, visit friendsofjuanitacraft.org
L to R: Juanita J. Craft and Lisa C. Williams
Written by Lisa C. Williams
The Artist Whose Work Radiates Stories of Resilience, Intentionality and Grace DELITA MARTIN
Artwork reproduced with expressed permission of artist Delita Martin
MARTIN
On a warm July day, I found myself on the front porch of the Pequot Hotel in Martha’s Vineyard, where I met Delita Martin. We both sat in white rocking chairs, bodies in harmony with the back-and-forth rhythm, enjoying the contentment and peace of the moment. Delita’s husband, Cedric—a beautiful, intelligent and attentive soul-partner— and my dearest friend, Carole, were with us. The quiet surroundings, steeped in the history of Oak Bluffs and the soothing presence of Inkwell Beach, provided the perfect backdrop for our conversations. The background melody of wood on wood played by the rockers and the porch and the subtle fragrance of nearby blooms set the stage for a moment of stillness before delving into the depths of Delita’s artistic journey.
From that front porch conversation and a few others, I knew that her gentle warrior spirit and the creative brilliance shining through her eyes were qualities I had to share with the readers of BEHOLD Magazine. Delita’s presence is a gift, and I invite you to experience her story as I did—settled on your front porch, patio, veranda or in that sacred space you hold dear. Make yourself a cup of hot tea or some other soothing beverage and silence your phone. Invite calm. Delita’s work is a call to action and a reminder of the interconnectedness of humanity, inviting all to the table of inclusivity and understanding.
Q: Delita, you are a master printmaker and visual artist whose work calls out to the viewer, pulling them into the piece, into a conversation, into a shared experience of familiarity. How do you see the connection between your art and the stories of the women you depict?
“The stories I’m telling through my work are about everyday women who are magnificent, incredible in their own right, but their stories aren’t told all the time. They aren’t seen in the way that they should be seen. Those are the women whose shoulders I stood on. So, every opportunity I get, every chance I have, I’m going to tell their story—screaming [it] at the top of my lungs.”
Experiencing Delita’s artistry in person at the Francine Kelly Gallery of the Featherstone Center for the Arts was both a groundbreaking and historic occasion, marking the first
time in Featherstone’s history that an African American artist presented a solo exhibition. Upon entering the sanctuary of the gallery where Delita’s Sometimes My Blues Change Colors lives and breathes, Carole and I, along with the overflow of attendees were immediately hypnotized and rendered spellbound by the enormity of the pieces and how one interacted with them— interpreting their messaging from one’s life experiences and engaging in life-affirming conversations that sometimes broached uncomfortable truthtelling exchanges.
Delita flowed with ease and grace through the space and conversed matter-of-factly about the scale of her pieces. It was her way of tilting the world on its axis, shifting the power structure. In essence, changing the game of life by giving the subjects of her pieces the advantage of size in a world that otherwise
would take little notice of them. Martin says, “The viewer must ask, am I the viewer or am I being viewed? The created subject is no longer invisible, commandeering a greater amount of space while watching you, confronting you, analyzing you, the viewer, with an unwavering gaze.”
This altered state is part of Delita’s intentionality of design. As age-old factions in American society continue to attack, impugn and seek to eradicate the very mention of Black women’s gifts, countenance, beauty or intelligence, Martin’s decision to center her subjects, primarily Black females, at a power advantage is both skillfully executed and brilliantly revolutionary!
Viewers could not help but be captivated by the warm, strong and stoic faces in Delita Martin’s work, which beckoned them to wonder aloud and silently about the
Photo by Patrick Buckner
absence of smiles (As if smiles are requisite for being alive.)
The exhibit challenged us to unlearn old thoughts and beliefs and learn anew how to appreciate and give service to each other. Her artistic gift, unwrapped, did what it was created to do—curate conversations and meaningful community dialogue about who we are as a society, unified in what divides us. Delita Martin’s work is not just art; it’s a catalyst for change, a force that demands to be reckoned with—refusing to be ignored, unheard of or unseen.
A Journey of Intentionality
Delita Martin’s work is a testament to the power of intentionality. Every detail is meticulously considered, each element infused with purpose. This process is evident in her installation, “The Dinner Table,” a captivating piece that reimagines the concept of family. It expands the
traditional notion of family beyond blood relations to include the kindness of strangers and the shared experiences of women from all walks of life.
In her book Conjure, Delita writes, “’The Dinner Table’ is a space where 200 women, drawn on ceramic plates, have been brought together symbolically to share their stories. Each portrait offers a path to understanding who these women are as nurturers, providers, survivors and vessels of wisdom. They are perfectly imperfect, unfiltered and real. Each plate is as special as the women depicted on them. The plate is a symbol of good fortune, provision and survival. These plates have nurtured many and survived being cast aside, even surviving being separated and sold from their original homes. Chipped, worn and imperfect, these plates rest here, strengthened by their numbers and their collective history.”
Her work, while sharing similarities with other artists, also stands out in its unique approach and message. It parallels South Carolina native April Harrison, another mixedmedia artist whose paintings focus on the strength of faith, family and friendship. Both artists use their craft to cause viewers to pause and reflect, examining themselves within the context of the world around them. However, Delita’s work is distinct in its deep roots in her mother and grandmother’s artistic and storytelling traditions, an ancestral familial aspect that sets her apart in the art world.
An Invitation to Reflect
Q: When you created “The Dinner Table,” did Judy Chicago’s work influence you?
“Yes and no. Yes, because I thought the project that she [Judy Chicago] did, or
the art that she created was extraordinary. When you think about its context, however, when I looked at it, I felt excluded, and if I felt excluded, I know other people did, too. So, I started wondering what it would be like to be in a room filled with [women] who had touched me in some shape, form or fashion. So initially, it started off thinking about family, and I very quickly had to redefine what family meant.”
Q: So, how do you ensure that your work remains inclusive?
“I added an eight-foot table, put chairs around it and invited the viewers to come in and sit down and have a conversation— something we don’t do often enough,” she answered with an air of expectation that they would do just that.
As Delita spoke, I was reminded of Carrie Mae Weems’s words from her Kitchen Table Series: “Let me say that I have always
been a woman who arranges her life. . .what I wanted was a last conversation between us.” Both Weems and Martin set the table and offer a space for conversations that require peeling back the layers of our lives and experiences as Black women—to reflect, to listen, to connect.
The Power of Memory and Imagination
Martin’s work is a visual experience of woven tapestries that draw the viewer into her memories of stories and life experiences that conjure up our own recollections of comparable experiences. Delita’s grandmother, a “verbal painter,” brought stories to life with such vivid detail that child Delita could see, smell and taste the scenes described. This storytelling legacy lives on in her art, where she uses her visual voice to bring to life the stories of resilient and beautiful everyday women (some real, some imagined) whose stories
are too often overlooked, overshadowed and underrated.
Q: What has been your grandmother’s reaction to your work?
“She passed away before my success, before I was successful. But she’s with me. I take her with me everywhere. I hear her saying, ‘My baby did that,’ and I know that she’s with me always.”
A Legacy of Love and Loss
Delita Martin’s journey as an artist is intertwined with all of her familial relationships, especially her mother. Delita fondly recalls her mother attending her first art show, watching in amazement as people lined up to hear stories about Delita’s work. At that moment, Delita whispered to her mother, “Mama, are you okay?” Her mother’s response, “Baby, we did this,” was deeply touching. Delita reflects on how her mother watched her work,
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NICHOLLE, REFLECTION OF SELF
GOLDEN CHAIR
This bond was further solidified through their shared experiences. When Delita’s mother passed away unexpectedly, Delita found herself struggling to see her own reflection—her mirror was broken. In an attempt to heal, she began a series of selfportraits. These portraits were not just artistic endeavors but a way for Delita to reconnect with herself, find grounding in her art, and process her grief.
the world, continually asking questions and seeking answers through her art.
The
Influence
of Spirituality, Family and Self-care
Delita’s poignant connection between family past and present, between the seen and unseen, gives her work a spiritual depth that stirs one’s soul when looking into the eyes of the women perched on her canvas. Her art is a commemoration of the Negro spiritual that talks of faith in the midst of hardship and joy in the midst of sorrow.
foundation. Delita described her childhood as “magical, filled with creative exploration and artistic expression.” In this environment, she learned “to see the world through a lens of imagination and possibility.”
Delita’s spiritual journey is inextricably connected to her artistic process.
“I begin each day with meditation,” she stated, “opening myself up to something greater to create, something larger than myself.”
Delita’s exploration of selfportraiture was not a one-time project; it became an ongoing journey of self-discovery. Through her work, she found a way to navigate the complexities of her identity and her place in
There is also the legacy Delita is passing down in her own her face revealing flashes of memories of Delita creating at home. This connection between them, strengthened by the creative process, allowed Delita to understand her mother better, as an artist and as a woman.
Martin admitted that her work is heavily influenced by her family’s spiritual and creative legacy. She grew up surrounded by creativity—her grandmother, a quilter and guitarist, and her father, a painter who studied with Dr. John Biggers at Texas Southern University, all contributed to her artistic
This spiritual practice allows her to remain open and flexible, ready to pivot when needed and to let the creative spirit flow through her work. She emphasizes that her approach to art is not about planning but about being present in the moment and allowing the work to guide her.
TWO SOULS, ONE SONG
IF I WERE ANOTHER
nuclear family. Her face lights up when she speaks of her son. There’s a deep pride in her voice as she describes his mastery of watercolor and pastels.
“Actually, you know, in a sense, I think he’s better,” Delita confesses, “because he works in a medium that I can only dream of working in. Like he loves watercolor and pastels, and those are two of the hardest mediums for me and a lot of artists that I talk to. It’s very difficult. And I’m like, how are you doing that? Like, I can’t do that! So, I’m very proud of him and really excited.”
Now an art major at Purdue University, her son is continuing the family’s creative tradition, carving his path in the art world. His journey is a testament to the environment of creativity that Delita has nurtured, one that values expression, innovation and the passing down from one generation to the next.
Capturing the Essence
Delita’s work is not about replicating reality, but about presenting the essence of her subjects. Early in her career, she became fascinated with capturing the spirit of the women she depicted rather than their physical likeness. This approach was inspired by her college experience when she visited the home of stainedglass artist Jean Lacey in Dallas. There, she saw a portrait that Dr. John Biggers had created, which, while not an exact physical likeness, perfectly grasped the spirit of the subject, and this moment crystallized Delita’s desire to focus on the intangible qualities that make each person unique.
Delita became even more interested in exploring the spiritual transition of the women in her life, including her mother. She asked her mother to pose for her, creating another layer of intimacy in
their relationship. Through this process, Delita better understood these women and her mother.
As I reflect on my time with Delita on that quiet front porch, I am reminded that art, at its best, is an expression of the soul—a formidable whisper of resilience and grace that speaks to the core of who we are. Delita Martin is an artist whose work embodies what it means to be fully human with all of our cares, gifts and graces. Her work is a call to action, a reminder that we are all connected and that, through art, we can find common ground. I am honored to share her story and radiant spirit with you.
Photo by Patrick Buckner
Photo by Patrick Buckner
A REFLECTION IN VERSE
As I reflect on the journey that has brought me to this moment, I celebrate the voices that have been my constant companions. Among those is North Carolina Poet Laureate Jaki Shelton Green, whose words continue to be a guiding light on this road that I am traveling.
On January 20, 2020, during the grand opening of the Lisa C. Williams Listening Room at Boston University’s Howard Thurman Center for Common Ground, Jaki’s words were the first to reverberate within those walls, setting the tone for a space dedicated to truth, resilience and light. Though she could not be present in person, her spirit filled the room through a recorded audio. Her poem, a robust offering crafted explicitly for the occasion, became the inaugural utterance in that sacred space.
I encourage you to read aloud “North Star,” a beacon of hope and strength for all who seek the light.
North Star
How could you have known the North Star was whispering your name?
“Run on Lisa! Run on! Dark daughter running towards the light!”
You outran ghosts stronger than tsunamis, earthquakes, and firestorms
“Run on Lisa! Run on! Dark daughter running towards the light!”
How could you have known that the North Star whispered your darkest secrets to the wind?
“Run on Lisa! Run on! Dark daughter running towards the light!”
One gray morning, your fierce truth became the wind’s song for other daughters who were searching for the North Star
Covered in guilt, fear, and blood-stained secrets the other daughters whispered your name under hidden doors in sad motels
“Run sisters! Run sisters run! Run towards the light”
“Run into the arms of the peaceful warrior whose sword is love and wherever it cuts, bleeds life.”
The peaceful warrior released the daughters, the mothers, the sisters from the shadows of unnamed rooms in unnamed countries
We are all your daughters. We are all your sisters. Raising our hands together gathering stardust and swallowing full moons.
We are the Light you are planting. Our seeds are generations of North Stars. We are chasing the wind that carries all our truth into a sky that will not bend.
We are new stories and old stories waiting to be lifted and carried beyond this river where our blood is born.
You are our North Star carrying our stories into the eye of a tornado. We become all the light you can bear.
Run daughters run. Run sisters run. The North Star is waiting.
—Jaki Shelton Green 1.20.2020
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Conclusion
I share this pivotal moment with you— this intersection of my life’s journey, the wisdom of my mentors and the legacy I seek to build—to urge you to take the time to reflect on your own path. Consider how your experiences have shaped you; how your actions today build the future; and how the light within you can illuminate the way for others.
Through reflection and intentional living, we all have the power to create a legacy that extends far beyond our individual lives, impacting generations to come. Let us continue to rise, reshape our lives and create a world where everyone’s story matters.
TRIBUTES LISA C. WILLIAMS
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TRIBUTES TO WILLIAMS
Life is fleeting, but in the 37 years I’ve been married to my best friend, Lisa, it feels like a timeless adventure—as if we just met yesterday. I’ll never forget the moment I first saw you in that captivating red dress at a military ball. I was immediately drawn to the vibrant energy you brought into every room. When we first met over lunch, we quickly became friends, but I never imagined it would grow into something much deeper— until a dear friend suggested we get married. Looking back, it was the best advice I ever received.
Lisa, you’ve brought immeasurable joy into my life. Your zest for life, infectious enthusiasm, and the way you make everyone feel special with your daily acts of kindness—often starting conversations with your signature ‘Hello Beautiful’ greeting— are just a few of the multitude of reasons why I fall more deeply in love with you with each passing day.
As we celebrate your 60th birthday, Lisa, I can’t help but reflect on our incredible journey. Every moment with you has been a treasure, from raising our family and helping those in need to exploring the world together. We’ve touched so many lives, and I’m filled with joyous anticipation for the adventures that lie ahead. I’m profoundly grateful to have you by my side as we continue this beautiful journey. Happy 60th birthday, my love. Here’s to the beautiful years behind us and the even more beautiful ones yet to come.
Lynn
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
As I reflect on the past 60 years of US history, it’s clear that societal norms have pressured women to relegate themselves to a diminished existence, pushing their humanity to the margins in pursuit of a patriarchal ideal that benefits no one. Yet, in the face of these unacceptable expectations, my mother, Lisa C. Williams, taught me a different way. She showed me that women should be revered, admired, heard and respected—an approach that instills both hope and admiration.
From the age of seven, I can recall being aware of women’s full humanity because of my mother. Our home became a sanctuary and gathering place where powerful women could strategize, rest and be refreshed. The women I studied in my books, inspired by those in her life, reshaped my understanding of the world. My mother made this distinction clear, not only through her experiences, but also through the incredible women she surrounded herself with.
The amazing part is that my story isn’t unique, as hundreds of women have been honored, validated and respected because of the woman my mother is. I’ve seen her counsel young women struggling with their identity and guide them through their victimization or career decisions. She inspires them to stand up for their rights and pursue their dreams. I’m thankful beyond measure that we can celebrate my mother, Lisa C. Williams, on her 60th birthday. And I eagerly anticipate her next endeavor, which will undoubtedly reinforce what I’ve known since my earliest memories. My mother’s strength, wisdom and compassion continue to change lives and shape the world.
Paul
My mother has been on this planet for six decades, and I am immensely blessed to have known her for three of them. Her life has been marked by incredible strength and an abiding love that has seen her through every challenge. Her spirit unyielding and her heart steadfast, she has been our guiding light.
As time has passed, she has gracefully adapted and evolved, embracing change with an open heart and mind. Each new chapter in her life has brought its own set of challenges. Yet she has faced them all with remarkable agility, learning and growing with each experience.
As this milestone approaches, I, along with so many others, acknowledge the depth of her impact on our lives. Her example of courage and kindness is a gift we cherish. Each moment with her is a celebration; each day a blessing; and each birthday a precious gift. Here’s to celebrating her remarkable past and the promise of many more wonderful years ahead.
Joseph
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
There are so many valuable lessons in every conversation that I have with “Mom,” who has taught me the importance of boundaries and to show up for myself; who has always created a safe space and environment for me to show up as my authentic self because that’s who she is; who has a way of extending grace, but also holding those she loves accountable. I believe her duality is one of the highest forms of love language. Thank you, “Ms. Lisa,” for being a critical support system in my life journey to me.
Rachel Avant
Beautiful Lisa,
Experiencing such a life-altering and intimate moment in a cabin atop the Nantahala Mountains is genuinely unforgettable. The sacred silence of the mountains was only interrupted by nature’s creatures, blended with a stunning sunrise over land and rivers, with serene sunsets leading to a comfort blanket of piercing darkness to bring on the night-painted canvas that allowed us to drop our worldly troubles at the door. As I was asked by Beautiful Lisa Williams to sing “Alabaster Box” softly in the background, coupled with the serene silence of the mountains. The moment enveloped everyone present. The only sounds that filled the cabin were my voice; the gentle quiet emotions of those receiving a sacred foot washing; and the reverent movement of the foot washer, Lisa Williams.
The spontaneous act of foot washing fostered an unexpected depth of connection between everyone in the cabin. It was a moment of vulnerability and humility, where barriers were broken down, and each person felt compassion, love and acceptance. The simple, yet, heartfelt act of washing someone’s feet became a tangible symbol of service, compassion and shared humanity, creating a bond that would be remembered for a lifetime.
Keaver Brenai
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
In the landscape of philanthropy, there are few journeys as personal, lights as brilliant and legacy as transformative as that of Lisa C. Williams. Ms. Williams’s unwavering commitment to the art of philanthropy has made an indelible impact on countless lives, especially underserved women and those with health and income disparities. Lisa—whom I am honored and humbled to call her after years of friendship and philanthropic partnership—is a champion for those in need. Her light shines on those that trust themselves, embrace the path in front of them and listen to their inner voice, letting it guide them where they belong.
Her journey in education began during her time in the military. Lisa had access to education through Boston University’s (BU) military programs, and she took advantage of that opportunity in Italy. Those classes started a lifelong connection to her alma mater. This connection resurfaced during the Century Challenge, a BU innovation that allowed the university to double Lisa’s philanthropic power through endowment. Never one to miss an investment opportunity, Lisa took full advantage. A Saturday morning email and call led to the establishment of her first endowment within weeks. More followed, eventually leading to perhaps her most impactful philanthropic contribution: the Lisa C. Williams Listening Room at The Howard Thurman Center for Common Ground.
Lisa’s vision extends far beyond the ordinary. She recognizes that the path to higher education should be accessible to all, irrespective of their background or financial situation. Through her generous donations and steadfast support, she has paved the way for many talented students to attend Boston University and provided them with opportunities that would otherwise have been out of reach. In addition to endowed scholarships and the Lisa C. Williams Listening Room, Lisa has also championed research focused on the mortality rate among Black women. Her research was the focus of two leading BU professors. But her philanthropic work and influence go far beyond what is listed here. One of many examples of her reach: I shared basic information about a non-profit that literally lights the way for women during childbirth. Within thirty minutes the founder called me to thank me for “introducing” Lisa to her and for Ms. Williams’s support.
Lisa’s contributions have addressed the immediate needs of students and the long-term needs and goals of women and also helped to create a more inclusive and equitable environment through education, access and mental and physical health. By investing in scholarships, programs, and by listening, Lisa has ensured that students and all women from diverse backgrounds have the support they need to succeed academically, personally and professionally.
Lisa C. Williams is more than a philanthropist—she is a beacon of hope; a light in the dark; one who sees the beauty within; a gardener of the soul; and a champion of the meek. As we honor her legacy, we celebrate the lives she has touched and the brighter future she continues to shape for generations of students.
Thank you, Lisa, for your extraordinary contributions and for inspiring us all to believe in the transformative power of philanthropy, education, listening and compassion.
Anthony J. Barbuto
Ms. Williams is truly a living example of how empathetic love can transform lives, both personally and professionally. Ms. Williams’s presence, both financial and advisory, has genuinely impacted my leadership of the Howard Thurman Center. Her expression of professional and personal empathetic love reminds me of a quote by Howard Thurman. In Thurman’s book, The Inward Journey, he states, “Sometimes the radiance of love is so soft and gentle that the individual sees himself with all the harsh lines wiped away and all limitations blended with his strengths in so happy a combination that strength seems to be everywhere and weakness is nowhere to be found.”
I am honored to contribute to anything that acknowledges and shows appreciation for Ms. Williams and her widespread impact.
Nick Bates Director, The Howard Thurman Center for Common Ground Boston University
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Photo by Joseph Calvo
When I was in my early 20s, I made an appointment with a psychic who had been profiled by a reputable newspaper. I was astounded by what she was able to tell me about myself while holding a ring I had purchased fairly recently. Fifty years later, there are a couple of things this woman told me that I will never forget—and they both remind me of my relationship with my sister-friend Lisa.
One, the woman said everyone we meet leaves a bit of themselves on us. Two, she said it doesn’t matter how long you know a person. What she picked up on was how deep an impression the person made on your spirit.
It awed me to think I am a walking museum, carrying bits of other humans with me. These pieces, I deduced as a young woman, were far more important than the latest fashions I paid for with hard-earned paychecks and spent hours choosing on long shopping sprees. Clearly, I needed to be extremely careful with whom I chose to have in my life, even for a day. It took me years to get it right—the process of choosing people who brought light into my life. But finally, I got it right.
In my rightness, I met Lisa. She attended a small writing workshop I was teaching at a friend’s house. If the old psychic had held my ring that day, surely, she would have seen a deep impression on my soul.
I listened to Lisa and heard the beating of a loving heart. People mistakenly think of love as weak, but I heard strength, determination, an unflappable spirit and an infinite well of compassion. In the days that followed, we developed a sisterhood.
Why? Language fails me when I try to explain. In Lisa’s presence, I knew I could exhale. Walls erected after years of betrayals crashed down. Somehow, my heart knew it was safe. I could be vulnerable in her presence. In some ways more vulnerable than I could be with loved ones, because we met each other carrying baggage from our previous scuffles.
Lisa offered me a clean slate. She is a show-me-who-you-are sister. I am the same way. We don’t arrive with judgments, but once you show who you are, we know what to do with you—whether to embrace you or place you on a shelf.
Every woman needs a true sister. Age doesn’t matter. Vocation doesn’t matter. I was the teacher when we met, but neither of us took that relationship beyond the workshop. Over the years, we have become teachers to one another, or at times, students together. We brainstorm to solve problems and trust each other’s suggestions and critiques. We share our wins and our losses.
She recently reminded me of some of the times when I had helped her. I was dumbfounded, and I admit a bit worried because I didn’t remember the incidents she cited. But later, I realized that this is how it should be. Our helping one another is no big deal. No reason to remember the specifics. We just do it. It’s natural.
I was reminded of my visit to Aboriginal land in Australia. The Aboriginals were so gracious to us tourists that my daughter asked the interpreter how to say “thank you” in their language. A member of the community responded, and the interpreter explained: “They do not have a word for thank you. It is assumed that if you give to someone, they will give to you, so there is no need to say thank you.”
That is the way it is between me and Lisa, between any women who are true sisters. There is no language in which I can explain what she does for me simply by being Lisa. I am comforted by knowing that I wear her, that a glimmering piece of this glorious being is on me.
I don’t need a psychic to tell me the impression is deep and eternal.
Patrice Gaines
Simply put, my sister Lisa is exquisite. I felt a connection on the day we met that has only deepened over the last ten years. I admire Lisa’s energy, fierce love and tenacity. She is a gift to the world. Not only to those of us who know and love her, mind you, but to the world as a whole. She has served our country and contributed to saving, restoring and changing the trajectory of countless lives. She invites and implores each of us to live fully and completely.
Lisa and I have shared cleansing tears, nourishing belly laughs and inspired visioning sessions over the years. I feel her love and support as I take courageous steps and pursue my life of purpose. And I pray that she senses the love, care and support that I send her way.
Happiest of birthdays, dear sister. I love you deeply; support you fiercely; and continue to be blessed by watching in awe as you make the world a better place by simply being you. May every step you take be blessed and ordered as you continue to soar.
Happy Birthday! With love, now and always.
Deirdra Glover
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I’ll never forget her speech and how she moved everyone in the auditorium. As she spoke, it was like a pillar of light emanating from her to some celestial sphere. Since that day, she’s been my Oprah, my North Star, and most of all, my soul sister. Happy 60th to the Beautiful One who lights the way.
Lauretta Hannon
Lisa embodies a fierceness that is one for the ages. She has shown me what it means to be resilient, to fear nothing and no one. These qualities have become integral to my own ethos and the way I navigate my life, and also in the lives of my daughters. A living legacy she is. Ms. Lisa, your imprint on this world is remarkable.
Daria Dzwil
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As we celebrate, not just the passing of time but the incredible impact you’ve had on all of us, it gives me great pleasure to pause and salute you on your birthday. Your wisdom, kindness and strength have been guiding lights in my life for more than ten years, and I am a better person because of it. I’ve watched you pour your heart out on national stages, but I’ve also had the pleasure of experiencing your wisdom and passions in small settings and private conversations. You have a remarkable way of turning challenges into opportunities with abundant support and love. You are a source of inspiration and comfort for so many.
As you mark this significant milestone, we honor you for all the lives you’ve touched and the manifold ways you’ve made the world a better place. Your generosity and grace are truly unmatched. From loving those who were victims of sex trafficking and teaching them self-love and purpose; to encouraging others to take control of their health; to investing your resources in those who are on a path to impact health disparities globally—you have done that and more!
May this year bring you as much joy and fulfillment as you have brought into the lives of others. Here’s to celebrating the person you are and the many ways you continue to inspire and uplift those around you.
Happy 60th Birthday, Lisa! I love you. I am grateful for you.
With the most profound admiration and warmest wishes,
Monique Hill
Lisa Williams is a small but mighty force of pure, beautiful energy. We all need that one person in our lives who sees how great we can be and reminds us of our worth and purpose when we stray off our path to personal greatness. For me, Ms. Williams is that person.
Kendall Ferguson
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There is an African proverb that suggests “where you stand in your youth will determine where you sit as an elder.” As Lisa moves towards elderhood, it is clear to many of us where she has stood in her life—as an unwavering advocate for humanity. I am honored, humbled and “in love with loving her” as my siSTAR, strategist and comrade as a cultural and social activist.
Her heart is full of compassion and tenderness. I am grateful for the many ways she guides me to open my heart wider.
Happy Birthday, gentle warrior.
Jaki Shelton Green
Dear Lisa Williams,
You are a truly amazing woman. You accepted my daughter into Living Water for Girls (LWFG) and provided her with what she needed to heal. When she ran away, you found her and let her come back—twice. The kind of love you’ve shown toward my daughter is comparable to the love I feel for her, and that says a lot. Since this all began, the only time I was truly able to sleep was when she was at LWFG. I knew she was safe.
When my daughter returned to me, she had gained self-esteem and was no longer afraid to express herself. My family has been through a lot in the past few years, and ever since we’ve met, you’ve been there for us. It’s important that you know how much you mean to me.
When I found a job and had to move, you made sure we had furniture, dishes, sheets—everything we needed. When my car was on its last leg, you provided me with a more dependable one. You took my children school shopping and made sure they had Christmas presents. And that’s just to list a few of the ways you’ve helped us.
I can’t fully express the extent of my feelings on paper, but I do know that God loves me because He sent you to me. You are touched by God, and I feel truly blessed to have you in our lives.
Love Always,
Khadeeja
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There are rare individuals who have enhanced the lives of scores of people, who consistently exhibit compassion and kindness and who have led by example for decades. Lisa C. Williams is indeed one of those extraordinary icons who has mastered the art of interweaving education, business savvy and financial expertise with a prescient perception of empathy and timeliness. I consider it an honor to have known her for decades. As a military veteran who served her country in two branches of the armed services, Lisa demonstrated exceptional leadership, in part because of her brilliance and tenacity, but also because of an amazing degree of creativity which far surpassed most rank-and-file leaders. As a survivor of racial and gender discrimination during her active-duty military career, I was ecstatic to witness Lisa celebrate her half century mark of life, by reclaiming what would turn out to be a marvelous airborne experience.
Lisa’s substantially successful and charitable entrepreneurial endeavors, which included the gift of life and autonomy to hundreds of survivors of sexual exploitation, have affirmed, beyond the shadow of a doubt, her decades-long consistent acts of philanthropy. Her recollections of “near miss” discovery catastrophes resulted in true fireside “scary stories.” I remain in awe at this woman of God’s faith and tenacity.
I am eternally grateful to Lisa for having served as the executive director of the MACE Foundation, a non-profit organization which has funded research at the Boston University College of Health & Rehabilitation Sciences: Sargent College and the Boston University School of Medicine. The MACE Foundation promotes the clinical identification of prenatal maternal childhood adversities with the goal of recommendations for best practices for pregnancy management. MACE would not have come to fruition, whatsoever, had it not been for her non-profit experience, savvy and extraordinary attention to detail.
With such a portfolio, it is clear that Lisa C. Williams continues to demonstrate such a willingness to mentor and share her wisdom that it can only leave her contemporaries, colleagues and collaborators in a state of anticipation that the best is yet to come.
Sharon W. Cooper, MD FAAP
Colonel (Retired), U.S. Army Medical Corp CEO, Developmental and Forensic Pediatrics, P.A. Founder, the MACE Foundation
Child Medical Examiner Program
President-Elect, Academy on Violence and Abuse
Adjunct Professor of Pediatrics, University of North Carolina Chapel Hill School of Medicine
Lisa’s decades of work with victims and survivors of human trafficking, our modern-day slave trade, turned into activism for justice for these girls, boys and young women. In 2015, she led the “I am Rachel” statewide campaign in Georgia for the successful passage of “Rachel’s Law”–a landmark safe harbor law that decriminalizes children who are victims of sexual exploitation and trafficking and creates funding sources for their restoration.
Georgia’s Safe Harbor/Rachel’s Law Act was the first in the nation to be named after a child survivor of human sex trafficking. On May 5, 2015, Governor Nathan Deal signed the historic Safe Harbor/ Rachel’s Law Act into law, along with the accompanying Senate Resolution 7, a constitutional amendment to provide funding for resources for victims of child sex trafficking. On November 8, 2016, the citizens of Georgia voted overwhelmingly in favor of the constitutional amendment and Georgia’s children with an 83% “Yes” outcome.
One would think that such an accomplishment would have been the pinnacle of Lisa Williams’s advocacy work. Yet, no. Lisa went global. And in 2020, in the midst of a pandemic, became the inaugural chair of the International Survivors of Trafficking Advisory Council (ISTAC) for the Organization for Security and Cooperation in Europe (OSCE) and the Office for Democratic Institutions and Human Rights (ODIHR).
The purpose of the ISTAC is to provide advice, guidance and recommendations to ODIHR, and through ODIHR, to the OSCE’s 57 participating States, which cover North America, Europe, South Caucasus, Central Asia and Mongolia, in all matters related to combating trafficking in human beings—including, but not limited to, the implementation of relevant OSCE commitments; legislation, policies and State practices; material related to the international normative framework in the area of combating trafficking in human beings; and educational and capacity-building efforts undertaken by ODIHR.
The ISTAC is the first international advisory body composed exclusively of survivors of trafficking, providing experiential, technical and academic knowledge and expertise to ensure a human rightsbased and survivor-centered approach in all anti-trafficking efforts. Lisa led a council that was comprised of 21 survivor leaders of trafficking and exploitation. They hailed from 14 countries around the globe and represented 19 ethnicities.
So, on this occasion of her 60th birthday, I can only sit back and wonder, “What’s Lisa’s next?” Rest assured, whatever it is, it’s going to be a barn burner.
With love and blessings!
Pamela Perkins Carn
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VIDEO TRIBUTES
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Dr. Mary Lou Frank
Nicole Wood
Alex Wiggins
Dear Family, Friends and Esteemed Colleagues,
As I celebrate this milestone of my 60th birthday, I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude and humility. Your tributes and reflections have touched my heart in ways that words alone cannot fully express.
As James Allen wisely said, “No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.” I am immensely honored that each of you took the time out of your busy lives—away from your families; your work; and your myriad responsibilities—to share your thoughts, memories and well-wishes with me. Your offerings are a testament to bonds formed, journeys shared and impact made— together.
As I read and watched your tributes, I am in awe of this network of humanity that has shaped my life and my journey. Your words have not only celebrated the past, but have also inspired me. As I step into this new chapter, I am eager to continue our shared mission of making the world a better place.
Thank you for your generosity, your friendship and your boundless support. Your outpouring of love and kindness is the greatest gift I could ever receive, and it will stay with me always.
With all my love and deepest gratitude,
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SPENDING TIME WITH LISA
If you wish to engage Lisa C. Williams for individual, group or organizational coaching services or attend her upcoming Reshaped In-Residence Women’s Wellness Training and Development Retreat at Montserrat Jesuit Retreat House in Lake Dallas, TX, from March 19-21, 2025, please connect with her at lisacwilliams.com or by email at engagementcoord@ lisacwilliams.com.
Lisa C. Williams National Board Certified Health and Wellness Coach
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