hold space for mystery

The red cardinal outside my kitchen window sat with me this morning. We had a cup of green tea. We admired the light of the sun peeking through the clouds. Before she bid me farewell, she drew near to me. She whispered, "Hold space for mystery". And then she disappeared into the clouds as if... Continue Reading →

on trauma responses

December 28, 2020 at 2:20 am marks about 48 hours of harassing, racist, sexist and intimidating texts and phone calls from who I assume was a white male nationalist.  How this man got ahold of my phone number, I have no idea.  What I do know is that he was not impressed with my works of justice... Continue Reading →

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