The Intersection of Poetry and Healing
“I believe inconvenient survivors. I believe survivors I am told not to believe. I believe disabled survivors. I believe
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April 14, 2021
Essays
“Was” is the Wrong Word
Ever since my mother crossed that golden bridge where flesh becomes dust and soul becomes light, people have been referring
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March 9, 2021
The Gray Robe
When I was in my late teens, early 20’s, I got a gray robe for Christmas. It was a gift from my mother and was
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February 26, 2021
How to Be an American Now
I am writing this on Inauguration Day 2021 from my kitchen table in Mexico. It is an odd thing to watch the dawn of a new
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January 30, 2021
The Sacred Rite of Touch
I spent September 2019 to June 2020 doing a hospital chaplaincy residency in Minnesota, many miles away from my family in New
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January 20, 2021
How 2020 Helped Me Become a Better Human
Oprah equates life to a classroom. Our experiences and relationships are “lessons.” We have boundless opportunities to
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December 27, 2020
Choosing an Intention Word Each Year Helped Heal Me
I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. Every January 1st, I politely yet firmly invite the whole New Year’s resolution machine to
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December 26, 2020
Please Don’t Dig Deep
I’ve always had this thing where I feel like if I’m going to show up, I have to put the show into it. Like it’s not enough to
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December 22, 2020
Always Root for the Underdog
The reason there is an underdog, is that there is also a “top dog” –back in Victorian England, where many things
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December 18, 2020
Why “Daylight Savings Time” Should Just Be “Time”
I’m a night-person. Always have been. Just ask my grandma how, at age oh…6, I’d growl and bury my head under the covers when
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November 1, 2020
