You can always sit with us I think, feel, believe in my bones as I pinch my finger on a folding chair and cuss under my breath I think, feel, believe in my bones that it is always better to land on the side of love. Under my breath, I murmur I know I will […]
How Remembering Reorients Us
by on November 21, 2018 4 Comments
The first year I moved to the U.S., my parents and I wandered through the grocery store on Thanksgiving day and asked the man working behind the deli counter if we could buy a turkey. The man pointed to the sliced turkey meat on the side. My parents clarified, “We are looking for the whole […]
If Justice Isn’t the Key to Healing, Then What Is?
by on November 20, 2018 12 Comments
In November of 1984, I was eight years old. I remember walking home from school, with the crunch of snow beneath my feet and the sun sinking quickly in the early winter sky. Making the way home seemed ominous and full of danger. It wasn’t just the darkening woods or the long stretch of busy […]
The Gift of Gathering
by on November 18, 2018 5 Comments
We sat around the campfire laughing. We had camped together every year at a festival and this year we tried to be a little more organized. I was in charge of organizing, but organizing isn’t my strength. We talked about next year, and I let them know I was aware that I should maybe not […]
When Forces Collide
by on November 15, 2018 20 Comments
There are seasons when troubles seem to multiply like rabbits. I’ve lived through a few such seasons in my life and they are always tumultuous. It feels like all the gathering winds are blowing in opposite directions and the resulting chaos becomes the new normal. A decade ago, our family walked through the valley as […]
