I’m thinking about the prompt in two ways. What happens to cause me to lose sight of whose and whom I am and what happens when I lose that vision? I lose that vision when I separate myself from people. Sometimes that looks like doomscrolling or looking for all the details about the most recent… Continue reading Fire Extinguishers in a Time of Flood
There’s a park in my neighborhood. It might not look like much. There’s a playground that’s often covered in graffiti, a half basketball court, and some picnic tables and benches. But this park represents about two decades of prayers, dreaming, community meetings, phone calls, door to door surveys, and letters to City Council. For a… Continue reading Hope Embodied
Whilst I was in my outdoor bath looking up at the stars on Saturday night my partner started speaking about a writer he reads who is outside of his ‘bubble’. I had the realisation that although I have been taught to think critically at university, I rarely read newspapers or articles that come from the… Continue reading Love our way through our differences
For the past few years, I’ve been focusing more and more on trying to navigate divides among Americans of differing political ideologies and the growing animosity and lack of civility in discussions on political and social issues—what is coming to be known as ‘toxic polarization.’ The United States was founded on principles of peaceful coexistence… Continue reading Navigating our political divides
Navigating divides in my community. I sit outside a coffee shop reading the LA Times. It is the 30th Anniversary of the LA Riots when police were acquitted after the brutal beating of Rodney King. My 13-year-old eyes digested that story in a context without guidance on the system at play. Where I live now, we will soon… Continue reading Divides.
“Who must I become as a leader in order to accompany my church in her pilgrimage from the comfort of power and control to the vulnerability of community?” The answer to this pressing question seems more distant to me right now. Rather than moving on this pilgrimage toward “the vulnerability of community,” it feels like… Continue reading On Slowing Down and Surprises
