WHO HOLDS YOU UP

You’ve been seen as broken and vulnerable As a burden, as emotional, as unreliable As irrational, as unstable, as crazy And all have been true… sometimes But more often than not And I mean far more often You’ve been none of those things People don’t see context They don’t care about situation They see you…

COURTEOUS GOODWILL

I’ve had a few hard weeks. Sleep has been hard. My knee is kinda a wreck. I see hurting people everywhere and I hate that. I want the world to be healthier and happier. But sigh… it’s a naive hope. It wasn’t too long ago though that I couldn’t see past my own pains. My…

SOWING MERCY

I dreamed I was on another planet. It was dark with several moons lighting up the sky. I was wearing a summer dress and planting a large garden. I carried the seeds in one large pocket in the front. I was barefoot and the soil was refreshingly soft and cool. I was happy planting these…

YOU-NESS

You are valuable to me. Without you I’d be less alive. You are my Batman. My Wonder Woman. My supporter. My fire starter. You remind me I am not alone. That possibilities are all around me just waiting for me to engage. You are potential. You are energy. You are my community and my possible…

FINDING PERSPECTIVE

“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.” ~ Douglas Adams Perspective is something a…

THE POSTAL LINE

I hesitate to post this because I’m bringing race into an experience I just had. It’s my experience as a typical average white woman so keep in mind this is my perspective. I had to spend my lunch hour standing in line at the post office. There was an elderly man with a leather Marines…

THE ROOK – A TALE OF BIRACIAL BULLYING

Racism is just another reason to be a bully… and it needs to stop. A true story written by Byron Hamel THE ROOK by Byron Hamel Did I ever tell you about the time I protected two black children from a Neo-Nazi skinhead who was crazy angry and getting violent because their mother was white?…

I’M NOT A JOKE

It isn’t a joke, I whisper The tears you see Are a part of me A churning sea A steady roar Filled to capacity Waves of brine Crashing inside me Knocking my ribs Tearing at stability I am a boat, I whisper And what you see Is the storm trying To break free I’m a…

DANGEROUS FALSE NARRATIVES

When I was a little girl I remember reading about the Great Depression. Reading the Grapes of Wrath was the first time I’d heard about poverty. Everything I knew about the poor started there. Later I learned that it was Black Monday that kicked off the Great Depression. Men jumped out of windows because the…

DEFYING GRAVITY

I fell from the sky once. I remember how the air refused to hold me. How fantastic it was that I was defying gravity one push at a time. My heart was soaring along with all my limbs. I was laughing. I was so happy. And then the rope broke. It broke just as I…