I am from the Saguaro cacti and tumbleweeds The trees full of buzzing cicadas on hot, summer nights I am from dial-up internet From Neil Diamond and Kenny G drifting from the CD player I am from the home that hosted Bible studies The cul-de-sac where we road bikes and played games with neighbors And… Continue reading Where I’m From
I am from silliness with my twin sister I am from Halifax, West Yorkshire I am from Ecstacy and the moment I was welcomed into my Quaker community I am from the ocean and the top of the cherry tree I am from Octavia Butler and peanut butter I am from recovering from my eating… Continue reading I am from…
I can not (yet?) call myself a ‘reconciling leader’. The words stick in my mouth and choke in my throat with their declaration of already being rather than becoming something. However, I can and will declare myself a woman who is becoming a leader in the revolution for peace and reconciliation. As someone who prays… Continue reading a declaration towards reconciliation
