Cara Wilson-Granat is a professional author and inspirational speaker. She gives talks to audiences on her books, Tree of Hope—Anne Frank’s Father Shares his Wisdom with an American Teen and the World; and Strength from Nature (Simple Lessons of Life Taught by the Most Unlikely Masters; the Nature Teachers.)
Meet a World-Class Performer, TEDx Speaker, and Author!
Cara’s available for Holocaust groups/study programs, book clubs, charitable organizations, schools and universities, nature groups, refugee organizations, and so many more!
- Zoom or in-person keynote talks
- Fundraising efforts for your organization
- Book signings
- Workshops
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Please contact Cara if you would like to book her for a speaking engagement or have questions about her books.
Speaking by Zoom
ATTENTION Middle Schools & High Schools, Universities, International Organizations, Book Clubs, Religious/Spiritual/Holocaust Groups, and Nature Groups.
Now you have the chance to "ZOOM WITH CARA" on a one-on-one intimate conversation across the miles! Based on the theme of what you'd like Cara to discuss with your group – whether it's her books on Otto and Anne Frank and Nature, or other subjects such as The Art of Communicating; Validation; The Power of Love Over Hate; What Really Matters; Tapping Into Your Inner Elephant: The Power of the Feminine Matriarchy; or myriad other topics you request of her, now it's possible to bring your groups and Cara together in a seamless way!
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So, please don’t hesitate to contact her. Cara would love to hear from you and look forward to the time when Words From Cara will be exactly the words that will make you smile!
I’m a Little Teapot
“I’m a little teapot short and stout. Here is my handle here is my spout!” I’ve been singing that song since I was a child and then years later along with generations of my splendid boys and I know you have as well in your worlds, too. So this morning, along with my gratitude for … Continue reading “I’m a Little Teapot”
“The House Remains Inside Me like a Child…” -Don Nigro
I was one of the lucky ones. When I lost my home, my boys were alive, off to school and thriving. And though I was shell shocked at nearly age fifty, I was healthy. I sat on the floor of a teensy studio apartment the size of a postage stamp, surrounded by my six animals, … Continue reading ““The House Remains Inside Me like a Child…” -Don Nigro“