Beloved peace activist Paki Wieland passed away early morning on March 12, 2026.

Press Coverage & Photos

McGovern Statement on the Passing of Paki Wieland, March 2026

Paki Wieland: a life in protest and peace, Gazettenet, March 2026

Photo Gallery Dedicated to Paki by Ellen Davidson

Tribute by Medea Benjamin

When I think of who is a true model of a peace activist, someone whose life we should strive to emulate, I think of Paki Wieland.

Paki embodied the values we talk about so often in the peace movement but rarely see lived with such grace. She showed compassion to everyone—even to those she disagreed with or considered adversaries. She believed deeply that our humanity had to come first, and she lived that belief every single day.

So many of us flocked to Paki—for advice, for creative ideas, for strategic thinking, or simply for the privilege of being in her presence. She had a way of making people feel heard, valued, and inspired to keep going, even in the most difficult moments of activism.

Paki also helped transform the activist “Pink House” in Washington, DC into something much more than a place to stay. Under her spirit and care, it became a home for the movement—a place filled with joy, camaraderie, laughter, and the kind of community that sustains people doing hard work for peace and justice.

When we remember Paki, we will always picture her with a big smile, her legendary sense of humor, and that warm laugh that could lighten even the heaviest room.

And yes, there will always be a touch of sadness, because we have lost such a beautiful light. But the example she set—the compassion, the courage, the joy she brought to activism—will continue to guide all of us who were lucky enough to know her.

Paki showed us what it means not just to work for peace, but to live it.

Tribute by Ann Wright

Paki was a great CODEPINKer, a model for us all. She traveled with CODEPINK delegations to Iran, Pakistan, Cuba, Yemen, Afghanistan, and the U.S. border to witness the effects of U.S. imperialism, then returned home to pressure Congress to stop these policies—particularly her own Massachusetts congressional delegation, to whom she was a “thorn in their side.”

Paki was also the remarkable “housemother” of the CODEPINK house in Washington, DC for several years, welcoming CODEPINKers from around the world, hosting events for the community, and sharing her wisdom not only with Codepinkers but with people from a wide variety of organizations.

Paki remained a “good troublemaker” to her final days, with her last trial for disrupting the military industry concluding only a few days before she “walked on.”

Tribute by Jodie Evans

A very bright light of peace left the world this morning. Paki Wieland Presente!

Paki was a tireless peacemaker; peace was in everything she did.  It was her very being.  She could move from fierce anger at what was power was doing to innocent people into a delight filled agitator in seconds.  She could process her rage and it came out as a 'disarming' invitation to be peace.  She was it.  Nothing was too much for Paki and she was engaged in action until almost her last breath.  She fed us, traveled with us, gathered us to learn and to teach, dressed up, dressed power down, gave nourishment to all who were lucky enough to be in her orbit.  And she always brought me present to the moment, the depth of her voice was a calling to be here now.  Just as she was. 

My heart hurts today to know that I will not hear that voice again, but she planted so many seeds of peace in me that I know all my acts carry a piece of her and she will always be in my heart.  Reminding me that peace is joy and it is all our work everyday all day, and it is the most fulfilling thing one can do with ones life.  Celebrating your life today dearest Paki.  Rest in Peace and all of our love.

Tribute by Crystal Zevon

Two days ago, the best friend I ever had walked on. I had the honor of being chosen to be at her side for her final weeks on this planet. 

There have been many tributes referencing the many things Paki did. Mostly, activist and familial. I want to write about a part of Paki most people didn’t know about.

A few years ago, Paki moved into low income elder housing in Greenfield, Mass. Converted from an old, stately hotel, The Weldon had definitely lost most of its former luster. But, not to Paki. Everyone who visited got a tour of the photos of the old dining room with its chandeliers, white tablecloths with floral centerpieces, everyone was instructed to read the history in the entryway. 

Nevertheless, there wasn’t a lot about the place that signaled cheer. At least, not until Paki arrived. In her usual style, she took in the sad faces, and set out to change things. On top of her ga-zillion political and social activities, she showed up every Wednesday morning and cut the coffee cake for coffee hour. She coaxed people who traditionally stayed away from gatherings to join in. On Fridays, she was there when bread was delivered to be distributed to those who couldn’t afford bread. She never missed a community meeting, or lunch when one was held. She lobbied for improvements and insisted that old or not, low income or not, we all deserve the dignity of… decent internet. She organized potlucks around football games (she always supplied the main course and ice cream sundaes), and brought people of very different persuasions (especially political) together. 

One of the people she came to consider one of her best friends was Bob. A raging Trumpster, she saw the other qualities. She uncovered kindness underneath the gruff exterior. She also learned he knew everything about football and would willingly and patiently explain it to others. Recently, when Bob had surgery and was in the hospital, Paki went to visit him. He said, “You’re the only person who has visited.” She smiled and said, “Well, Bob, with you lying on that pillow and your hair out from under your hat, you look just like Karl Marx, and I always wanted to meet Karl Marx!” 

Paki’s last outing after she had moved into her daughter, Marcelle’s house, was to go to coffee hour. It cost her something, but no one would ever know it as she insisted on cutting the coffee cake and serving it as always. The next week, her long estranged brother and her brother-in-law showed up in her place. The tenants had a card for Paki. 

They asked for a minute of silence in her honor, and then they showed her family the wall where they were going to create a memorial to Paki. Someone said, what about so-and-so who died. It only took a moment for them all to agree, no one else was like Paki and they needed a wall to remind them to keep doing the things she showed them how to do. 

Be together.

Tribute by CODEPINK Staff

Paki stood up for so many people around the world—whether in Guantánamo, Iraq, Iran, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Latin America, or right here in North America. She showed us what it means to fight for justice and to plant seeds of peace and compassion that keep growing long after you’re gone.

Every person she advocated for, every protest she joined (and inspired others to join), and every moment of understanding she helped create are part of her incredible legacy. A life spent working for peace is the greatest gift anyone can leave behind, and Paki lived that fully.

We are endlessly grateful to Paki. May the next stages of her journey be filled with the same love and compassion she shared with the world. Rest in peace.