Am I My Sister’s Keeper?

This is a confession. A few months ago, I ended a friendship. I did it badly. This isn’t really about whether or not the friendship should have ended. It needed to, for a lot of messy and tangled reasons. Maybe this is taboo, but I’ve learned the hard way that some friendships are meant to […]

My #Woke Journey

Last year, at the age of 37, in spite of living and working among other races for my entire life, I finally noticed the racial divide. As a child of the 80s, I was taught that talking about race was impolite; it meant you noticed differences. We say, “We’re all the same, after all—on the […]

Giving Up My Need to Be Right

“When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don’t get to decide that you didn’t.” ~Louis C.K. I have been on an embarrassingly long road toward doing real justice work.  Embarrassingly long. The justice work that calls to me is the seemingly radical notion that all people are deserving of equal rights, treatment, […]

Confessions of Brown Girl in a White World

I was the token brown friend for many of my friends in college. That sort of thing happens when you’re one of two, maybe three Indians at a small, Christian liberal arts college in the Middle-of-Nowhere, Oregon. This honor came with questions like: “Do you speak Hindu?” “Have you ever dressed up as Jasmine for […]

To Jasmeet, With Love

Like most children, my first friends were sort of chosen for me—little blonde girls at church whose parents were friends with my parents. But I remember my very first friend who I chose for myself in grade two. Jasmeet joined my class a couple months after school started. I swear she had a smile you […]