THOUGHTS AND PROCESSES

My mother was a badass. Not in a Xena Warrior Princess kind of way, but a warrior nonetheless. She was 5’ 2” but her nickname was “Big...

There is a sound reverberating through the house tonight. It’s the sound of my mother’s labored last breaths. She will soon find her way...

There is an image from Wednesday’s siege of the Capitol building that is so disturbing to me. It’s not the guy with his feet on Speaker...

DANCING ON LANDMINES: The Continuing Saga of CTC I saw a photograph the other day that sent me directly to the core of my trauma. An old...

“The journey of a thousand miles starts from beneath your feet.” Lao-Tzu RBG died a week ago today. I’ve spent much of this past week in...

There’s a lot of noise in the world right now; firecrackers, gun shots, sirens, people yelling at each other, dogs barking, horns...

Give us a reason, I dare you. We are circling. We weep over the body of our beloved warrior sister Ruth, but don’t mistake our tears for...

Heartbreak can look like many things. An ice-cream cone upside down on a sidewalk, the plaintive wail of a mother in mourning, a goose...

I recently watched a series on Netflix called “Babies”. In it the researchers find that human infants, though unable to walk at birth,...

I’m giving myself permission to be a slacker. There, I’ve said it. I’ve been watching people via social media, because we can’t actually...

I am nothing if not my word. I'm not sure where I first heard that, but it has stuck with me. What am I if not my word? I am an...