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...

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 →

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 →

It’s ma birthday!

Well, today's the big day. I woke up early this morning feeling like a kid on Christmas morning. I can't tell you the last time I was this excited about a birthday. And it hasn't disappointed. I've savored every moment of it, feeling nothing but gratitude and oh so much joy. And, so begins my year... Continue Reading →

vulnerability hangover

Vulnerability should come with a warning label. Being vulnerable and letting people in is a really good thing and necessary for real connection. However, you’ll probably feel like an a$$ within 24 hours of letting yourself be seen. So, after my last post (you know, when I talked about wanting to be more vulnerable and... Continue Reading →

it takes a village

Have you ever met someone who is dreadfully determined in their independence? I mean the person who refuses to ask for help, refuses to accept help when offered, and is determined not to be a burden and not to need anything from anyone? Well, you have now. Hello. My name is Marjorie, and I’m obnoxiously... Continue Reading →

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