Air

We stir it, and it gets air, and it settles and composts down. We plant it, and we harvest it, and we eat what we need. We share. We turn it under and mix it; we cover it over, and we let it settle. Blanketed, heavy, decomposing into the smallest parts–until it’s time to stir … Continue reading Air

Shaken

Put marbles in a can and shake them. Or BB’s. Or bees. That’s us. Over any issue, we crawl into our cans, and we let the issue shake us, and we make noise. Noise like marbles, BB’s, or bees. All the social media outlets feel…shaken. We are shaken. All my friends, on all the sides … Continue reading Shaken

Road

There is a warmth waiting for you. You might feel it slipping through your fingers when you need it most, or imagine it’s left altogether…but it’s still there. Your road doesn’t leave you, though you may feel lost. It is there. You may spend months or minutes off your road, but it’s there, right where … Continue reading Road

Dissonance

I took the kids to the park today, because it was so beautiful, and I wanted to sit in that light fall wind that cleans your heart a little. My observations about the kids at the park are many. It’s where I see some of our worst community behavior, and our best. One boy ran … Continue reading Dissonance

Paperweight

More mental health services won’t help. Gun control won’t change it. Fetishizing guns is not going to get us there. Screaming about stigma, the rights of the mentally ill, the over-pathologization of Americans, the Second Amendment, white males, piss poor health insurance parity, Narcissism, Sociopathy, societal decay and soul sickness won’t stop it. Blaming rhetoric, … Continue reading Paperweight

Measured

Last night I was one of many community members in rural Oregon, who filled our humble City Hall with love. We left the warm comfort of our homes, skipped our children’s bedtime routines, or brought our children with us, to tell our City Council why welcoming and inclusive immigrant policy is undeniably important for our … Continue reading Measured

Shelter

Faith. Fighting. The two go hand in hand and the irony is too thick. I have to say, no one can be easily categorized. I have friends receiving across the many organized pulpits. Some have jumped from one faith to another, and even to another from there. Some have left the land of faith. Some … Continue reading Shelter