Colorblind No More

Colorblind No More

I don’t see color. Maybe you’ve said it. You’ve suddenly been confronted with a conversation about race, and your natural instinct is to express your desire of being colorblind – a well-meaning expression that intends to downplay the...
Hope Can Cry

Hope Can Cry

“We are in a perpetual state of trauma.” These were the words of an artist I follow on social media Monday morning as the news from Las Vegas began rolling in. I resonated with this statement. The last month has seen hurricanes, earthquakes, fires, floods,...
This Is Not My Church

This Is Not My Church

There is a low hanging fog along the trail that hides the horizon. Judging by the parking lot, I’m the only one here today. I make my way don’t the grassy path a ways, past the tree line and around the corner to the massive oak with the table underneath. I...
What Do You Need To Unlearn?

What Do You Need To Unlearn?

You’ve probably seen the signs and the spray-paint lettering around downtown: UNLEARN FEAR + HATE. The phrase comes from a poem called “Love Letter To The World” by local poet/activist Frank X. Walker. It’s become a kind of rallying cry for...