The winds are picking up. I can’t see through the hair in my face. Every half-dead twig in my locust tree has been slapped off…
Category: Coping with Stress
“The past,” said the minister, “must not be a roadblock to the present.” Immediately I thought, ‘Great Again.’ It is easy to forget, in the…
On the road today, I spotted a giant van marked Disaster Response Team. Rust-orange letters on a pure white background. Can I dispatch that to…
What is it about courteous conversation, about respectful police work, about telling the truth that matters? Today cruelty has replaced decency. It is the new…
The White version of Black suffering remains stuck in victim-thoughts. When we hear stories of people made to suffer, we identify with their pain and…
My best insights come in the shower or on the pillow where I linger after waking. Where is all that smart thinking the rest of the time?