Imagine shaking up a pop can, popping open the lid, and then watching it explode. Would you start yelling at the pop can– or ‘soda can’, whichever you prefer– for not doing what it’s supposed to? Would you be disappointed?…
Inspired by: “White Privilege: Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack” by Peggy McIntosh If the current pandemic has taught me anything, it is the importance of vulnerability. As life has slowed down, we’ve been forced to truly look at ourselves in the…
Despair is real. It is the complete loss or absence of hope. It is a feeling – I feel despair. We feel despair. It is an action – I despair. We despair. We can feel it for a moment or…
Another black man dies. Let’s pause to acknowledge his name, George Floyd. George mattered as a human being. So did Ahmaud Arbery and Breonna Taylor and many others that have died before them. Grief is messy. What is different, or…
The last few months have easily been the most bizarre of my life. Nothing feels real and time doesn’t seem to move the way I expect it to. I’ve been silent in an effort to take care of my own…