The stress and shame of testing positive doesn’t spare the vaccinated
2020 happened, then came 2021. Pandemic, racial uprisings, civil rights upheavals and polarization across myriad spectra. Yet here you are reading this article. You and I, unlike countless souls on this planet who’ve died in the past two years, have survived. …
Trading in work for rest for a season
I was so excited for my first sabbatical. I don’t work for a university, but my work does involve ongoing, grueling research. I’m just an author and the CEO of a rapidly expanding diversity enterprise. My company was positioned in precisely the right place to serve when the racial uprisings…
Mindfully eating plants and limited ethical* meats in fellowship
A friend of mine introduced me to the term ‘celebretarian’ as a way to describe eating what’s served in fellowship while adhering to personal culinary ethics at home. As someone with intersectional dietary restrictions, I appreciate thoughtful relationships with food. …
A poem about a mother’s love
The last time I loved a roller coaster
was the first time I was in a commercial.
The rush from that superficial milestone masked
a corkscrew in the universe that flipped
the dimensions and expressions
of my world.
After my ninth whirl around
the Alpengeist (nod to the ghosts
of…
A poem about juvenile gaming withdrawal & parental side-effects
Roblox keeps ‘em entertained
While we try not to go insane.
The game is down
Our kid is around
And now we have to fill the space.
They warned us that it’d fry their brains
But offered tech jobs for our pain
My kid’s in training
Not complaining
Now a piper must…
A short poem
A Poem
Learning to appreciate simplicity
Can feel like a luxury.
Life having both sped up
and slowed down,
I’ve come to relish the comfort
of a hot bath.
In childhood
washing was required.
It tasted a lot like vegetables did back then.
Equally nourishing
despite my resistance.
In young adulthood
the first…
Don’t despair, release your inner child instead
Toddlers have it right. That glorious season in early childhood when kiddos explore through play and outwardly expressed silliness. Most young folx have it, until and unless they experience childhood trauma. Children before trauma, and miraculously, during and sometimes after, often survive by being silly. …
