It's interesting how old childhood habits manifest in one's adulthood. When I was little I would become silent when offended. The silent treatment was my game -- often I wouldn't speak for days until an apology was made. Now, without intention I fall silent when someone hurts me. I become incredibly pensive: deciphering the nature... Continue Reading →
My father knew me until I was 16 years old And I sometimes wonder if he would love me now: No longer awkward and self-conscious, But pensive still. With my birthday one day and Father's Day the next I grow older and we grow farther apart.
Find role models for friends: People with grit and gold who nourish you. Find teachers for mentors Folk who inspire you and fill your hands with life’s clues. Find family with endless, righteous love Those who support you, love you, and value you. The house you build is important Yet the communities you fill... Continue Reading →
I'm tired of repeating myself. I'm tired of over explaining myself. I'm tired of having to fluff your ego. I'm tired of being your fluffer. I'm tired of people not listening. I'm tired of people waiting for me to finish so they can continue talking. I'm tired of working with people who don't give a... Continue Reading →
How should we discuss injustice and intolerance so that our audience isn't uncomfortable, guilt-stricken or attacked? Simple. Well maybe not. Personally, I don't think it's possible to have honest, behaviour changing conversations without these feelings. I do think there are ways of calling out racist, xenophobic, intolerant behaviours in a way that is respectful, but... Continue Reading →
"The one who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone is likely to find themself in places no one has been before." -- Albert Einstein "You came here alone?" The waiter asked me as she placed a glass on my table. "Yes." I said, smiling up... Continue Reading →