tank top from TWLOHA - let us not be silent

where does it hurt?

And now the work. The fundamental work of inclusion that leads to justice. This morning I woke to a horror that felt – in my body – very similar to waking up on September 11th. That day, I feared for our brown-skinned...

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meet them where they are

Throughout her life – at every age – when people meet my daughter, or see us together, or hear about our relationship, they usually say one or both of the following: I hope I can have that kind of relationship with...

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field trip fantasy

This is Sidney. He’s a total charmer. His mother is a dear friend. Who lives all the way across the country. Boo. This photo was taken when I visited in January. After we-don’t-even-know-how-long of commenting and...

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the things that sustain us

After five months of being ill, and two surgeries, I am on the other side. I am recovering. I am healing. I am building up my strength. I am a MAGIC HEALING PERSON. Or so one of my surgeons tells me. (I like him.) There were...

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in love that long

That is the title of a Rumi poem, from a book of translated poems called The Glance: Songs of Soul-Meeting. I gave the book to Ed, seven years ago on Valentine’s, because we have been “in love that long”.  With...

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