I Must Go

We were not born hating. We were born of love and made in the image of LOVE. And, for love to win in these horrifying days, we have to be willing to step out of the boat - to rise up out of our comfort zones and speak love to hate, to DO justice, to show our children, and our brothers and sisters of color that love does indeed come more naturally to the human heart than its opposite. 

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Let Go and Remember

I’m all for the year in rearview - keep your eyes forward and aim yourself towards the journey ahead, but glance back every now and then, and remember...

do the hustle

What keeps you awake at night? For me, it’s a million things but most prevalently what haunts me during the nighttime hours are conversations - replayed over and over and over - word for word - did I say that right? I wonder if that made any sense. I didn’t communicate that very well. I... Continue Reading →

Adulting

Adulting is hard. As I’ve seen all the “back to school” posts today, I’m aware that I really miss those days! Sometimes I wish I could go back to the carefree years when the most difficult decision I had to make was what to eat for breakfast. Today, when my friends’ kids were going back... Continue Reading →

becoming real

    Exactly one year ago today, I was cleaning out my garage preparing to move. It was really hot. I mean: it was REALLY hot. I had set my alarm for noon - work 9:00 to noon - that was my commitment to myself. At noon I made my way into the kitchen, turned... Continue Reading →

I must be brave

I’m a coward. Really. It’s taken me a long to time accept and admit that when it comes to saying hard things, I’m an honest to goodness coward. I keep seeing posts and articles from writers and activists and everyday ordinaries who are speaking difficult words into difficult and often hostile spaces. And I have... Continue Reading →

Life is brutiful

Oh the truth. One minute life is rolling along just fine, then the next you find yourself caught squarely in the crosshairs of grief and anxiety. Yesterday I shared a farewell dinner with some precious friends, friends whom I will miss terribly but whose next adventure I wholeheartedly support. I ate dinner with good friends... Continue Reading →

OOC

When I was in college a friend of mine used the phrase “OOC” all the time (out of control for anyone needing interpretation as I usually do). This was before texting and social media, mind you. Of course, the context usually referred to someone’s behavior as in, “You’re OOC!” I know it sounds ridiculous, really,... Continue Reading →

Are You Happy?

I was visiting with a friend the other day who was expressing some concern about her not very motivated kid. She said, “I can’t tell if he’s happy or not.” It got me to thinking about what it means to be happy and whether we have the courage to examine our own happiness. I know,... Continue Reading →

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