I remember when I nearly lost hope completely. I remember holding out my hand to grab hold of a tiny seed or speck and I thought to myself: Even if hope is only this big, I can hang on. And I remember thinking: If the stories I’ve heard about hope are real, I can keepContinue reading “Hope Lost and Found”
Ubuntu. I am because we are.
No matter the story,
It’s important that we listen.
Love is a Poem. A simple meditation to reflect on today and to remind us we are loved.
Easter Sunday: My letter to churches everywhere.
“Rage — whether in reaction to social injustice, or to our leaders’ insanity, or to those who threaten or harm us — is a powerful energy that, with diligent practice, can be transformed into fierce compassion.” ― Bonnie Myotai Treace Oh hey, Anger! Let’s process. Let’s let go of the words and whispers we’ve heardContinue reading “Anger: Let’s Process”
I am going to keep sharing. I have to. Because I am now free. But there are many women who cannot break free from abuse they face on a daily basis. I know the hopelessness, the loss of dreams, the inability to move from one’s bed, couch, home. I’ve known the deep dark pit ofContinue reading “Abuse will not be Silent”
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Over the weekend, 3 men were stabbed in Portland while stepping in to protect two teenage girls. Sadly, two of the men died and one is in critical condition but expected to recover. One of the girls was wearing a hijab. This all happened during a commute on a Portland light rail train. The storyContinue reading “Portland Tragedy Reminds Us: Who is Our Neighbor?”