when harm has been done, abuse, violence, genocide to often the silence that was kept, imposed or chosen allowed the…
as in a choir
as in a choir where improvisation is not only an exercise for the voice, but a space where one inserts…
how do we travel the unknown?
What about this gluey sadness?
this gluey sadness, hiding underneath so many layers of, what it seems, isolated, difficult moments, & showing up like the…
March 8, what to envision
As a mother, a grandmother each day as I am witnessing the devastation inflicted by what some call climate changes…
a mirroring space
I cannot know what I think until I know what I feel. I cannot know what I feel until I…
what we need is a care economy
there are days when my whole being is just this aching heart from within and from without everything hurts, makes…
a dangerous obliviousness
this morning, my shallow breath, my dark mood tell me, once again, how painful is obliviousness a harsh reminder of…
what a mind blowing revelation!
sitting on the floor of the balcony as I face the sea behind the few houses scattered here and there…
lullaby for darker times
to soothe my mind when he is upset my body when she feels assaulted both when they see the worst…
a measure of success
Every other month, Writer’s Digest presents a creative challenge for fun and prizes. They provide a short, open-ended prompt. In…
a much needed conversation about non-avoidable burnout
After reading the first paragraph of the article entitled “Let’s talk about burnout” in the Lion’s Roar newsletter of September 9,…
what do I need to say?
In the latest newsletter of On Being, we were ask the question What do I need to say? in the…
climate action – September 8 2018
“I’ll sing to you, until you sing back” – those words written by Leanne Betasamosake Simpson were not written for…
this is how shitty I feel
How do you answer a question like, How are you? in a public space or within the little time most…
march – women’s history month
“If you come here to help me, you’re wasting your time. If you come because your liberation is bound up…
justice for Tina Fontaine
Last Saturday, my granddaughter (5) and I went to the Vigil honoring Tina Fontaine to honor the death of this…
the right alignment to stop the nonsense and start the healing
The beauty of Life. Yesterday, as I was spending time with my youngest granddaughter, who is 2 – without knowing…
because we care
as I am going through my own decolonizing process, I am trying to introduce my oldest granddaughter (who is 5)…
the sixth day after the day the Magi came
this is my medicine. when I cultivate the space, the time to be in conversation with you. Love. and thereafter…
