What happens to a soul that it must constantly justify the suffering of others to maintain its own peace? The words are from Miral Askar, a palestinian journalist, but I found them doom scrolling at 3am and read aloud by Misan Harriman, a black man; wide, strong, settled, his voice resonant with feeling. I […]
Oh colombia. How little do I know u but oh Colombia, how good you are at leaving an impression. This conference, a gathering of powerful women and colored eyeglasses, no not just colored but every structured, as though one should start at the eyes when breaking through paradigms. Oh Colombia, I spend hours upon days
“It’s the humanity of the connection,” she said. I was talking to Esther Mark on a zoom call. She had just finished the new playground building course that we had designed for the non-profit organization play360, and she was giving us some final feedback. When I evolved from my work at the community organization
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“So do you all agree that you are taking this trip at your own risk?” She had just described that we would be walking through some areas where we would want to be careful with our belongings, the “picky picky” she says and makes the universal hand motion for pickpockets. We all agree, yes. We
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It is almost 9am and I am finding my way through the meandering streets of the medina in Essaouira, Morocco. I am looking for an open store to buy milk for my coffee but find myself amused at the multitudes of children dressed in white lab coats crowding the alleyways on their way to school.
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“Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.” — Maya Angelou For the last several mornings I have woken uneasy. The news of protests thick in my head, the conversations I’ve had with my own family, with my kids, the things that I haven’t said, the people
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Running is pretty much how I have described my life these last many years. Running. My boyfriend would check in with me to ask how it’s going and I’d answer, “I’m running. whats up?” Two kids, two different schools – one of them an hour away, a non profit, forty employees, a whole town asking
Some 30 years ago when I started out on my independent life adventure, the only coach I had ever heard of was the sports kind. I had volleyball coaches and soccer coaches and in retrospect, they did exactly what coaches do – they stood by me, they encouraged me, they showed me some tricks and
I have to be honest, I don’t love the world “mindfulness.” I think it has an air of superiority to it as though it is reserved for guru’s, healers and those enlightened people that the rest of us aren’t. Nothing could be further from the truth! To me, mindfulness is like a deep dive
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How much do I love you? I would ask… and my two fresh faced, blonde and freckled kiddos would giggle, look at each other and stretch their arms out, “this much and more,” they would respond. Oh, but no, I would say… I really mean it, “How much do I love you?” and they
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