A Call to End an Era of Injustice.
In blurring the lines between our privileges and our rights, we become complacent when we ought to hold ourselves and others accountable.
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Retrieving Eros: Isn’t Anything Sacred Anymore?
When I say the words god, faith, sacred, holy, I remember C.G. Jung's response to a journalist when asked if he "believed in God." Jung said, "I know God."
There’s Never an Answer to Why We Poison Our Own People.
There won't be any organic anything for long. Because people like the Donald, our president, gave Dow Chemical the right to poison our crops with nerve gas.
Bang the Drum: Elegy for the Grieving. {poetry}
Bang the drum for our sons and daughters, for husbands and wives, mothers and friends.
Shout death’s name to a clueless world. Bang the drum loudly!
Love in grief has a powerful rhythm. Bang the drum with courage and strength!
Bang it loud filled with compassion! Bang the drum proudly!
Keep an Eye out for the Secret Weapons of the Creative World.
I somehow enlisted the long-haired twenty-something stoner from the local music shop to be my teacher. When we started, he told me a few things about himself. He said he failed pretty much everything in high school. But he loved music, and loved playing guitar. And he could teach me to rock if ...
What Princesses Really Want. {poetry}
I do not want smooth marble castles,
I want mortar eaten away by nature.
I want the smell of wet moss and wood rot
To seep into my lover’s lair
Being Raw & Vulnerable With The Wolf At The Door.
Courage moves through the chaos, one steady step at a time. Your heartache is like a free fall. You can scramble to fill the void, grabbing for whatever fix you can to numb the jagged edges. You can also persevere with quiet dignity. In every moment there are choices, even in survival mode.