all of my adult life i’ve navigated depression. it doesn’t show up in obvious ways. but i know when it’s running the ship. i lose touch with the miracle, the […]
Tag: transformation
stagger
it helps to say that i’m on the edge of burnout. in the past i flew right by all the telltale signs and right into the flames, almost welcoming the […]
how does crying work?
last weekend i cried in front of people. i suspected it could happen – i was teaching a somatics course and was being vulnerable in front of the class. it […]
chimamandagate
this morning as i was catching up on chimamandagate i found myself feeling a ton of gratitude to trans, gender nonconforming and nonbinary people who have stayed with me through […]
lesson from snow
sometimes contemplating the incomprehensible helps me continue. there is a foot of snow covering every surface outside and still dropping from the sky, not just here but all over the […]
one week of poems on love and terror
i was supposed to be working on a novel this month but it will keep. instead i have written thousands of other kinds of words – blog words, journal words, […]
election exhale
i spent the past weekend at a gathering called with/out ¿borders? hosted by the arcus center for social justice at kalamazoo college. it was a well structured gathering, four plenary […]
the weight i carry
the weight i carry (shame in the blood, grief fragments) is feathered with love . the shame i carry (weight as a mask, living guilt) is never lonely . the […]
#blackband: how to, a reflection
#blackband: how to, a reflection i am just over a week into the practice of wearing a black band on my left arm as a statement of grief, and as […]
black band
i am going to begin wearing a black armband on my left arm, closest to my heart, to indicate that i am a warrior in mourning. that #blacklivesmatter to me. […]