My brave 5-year-old rode without training wheels for the first time over the July 4th holiday weekend. To say I was thrilled, proud, and ecstatic are pale adjectives to the … Continue reading Without Training Wheels

My brave 5-year-old rode without training wheels for the first time over the July 4th holiday weekend. To say I was thrilled, proud, and ecstatic are pale adjectives to the … Continue reading Without Training Wheels
I forgot to share a piece that I wrote earlier this week at the Progressive Army here, so please check it out. It’s a message we can hold onto.
And, to everyone who has taken part in the protests this weekend: rock on.
A great read and something I really needed right now.
Ideological posturing won’t change the world, and no one should pretend otherwise.
I’ve been pondering the way our personal narratives and sense of identity shape our actions and our inactions. Most of us have an idea in our heads and hearts of … Continue reading On the Importance of Questioning Our Personal Narratives
These are angry times. These are hate-filled times. They are perilous and rocky, but none of this is new to us or our generation. History is doomed to repeat itself, … Continue reading Choosing Hope
Oh, for the love of god, to all the white liberals who with one breath criticized BlackLivesMatter, then Ferguson, and the “I Can’t Breathe” movement, and who are *now* crying … Continue reading Wake Up, White Liberals.
Now, I’m going to venture out of my comfort zone here, because, well, I have to if I’m going to ever learn and become someone who can talk knowledgeably to … Continue reading Racism – The “R” Word we Like to Pretend Doesn’t Exist