2019. Tension brewed like a bubbling witch’s cauldron on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. A handful of Black Hebrew Israelites yelled at a bunch of high school students who meandered over after participating in the March for Life earlier that day. The students took the bait, responding to taunts with words and gestures of […]
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 […]
Though My Voice Shakes
by on October 16, 2018 22 Comments
I’m going to let you in on a little secret: 95% of the time I feel entirely unqualified for the life I’m living. I have an incomplete Political Science/Literature degree. I dropped out of Bible school, I’ve spent the majority of the last 18 years as a stay-at-home mom and pretty much everything I know, […]
Indigenous Resources (To Subvert Your Columbus Day)
by on October 7, 2018 7 Comments
I’ve been savoring Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Walls Kimmerer for the past six weeks and I’m still not close to finishing. In this season of transition and busyness, Kimmerer’s poetry mixed with scientific observation and Indigenous theology is exactly what I need to help me slow down and breathe. I reference this book on a […]
