Friday, September 15, 2017

Llama Llama



God love Ludacris. Father of three on a tear. May his next album be pure board book lyrics.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Epiphany



Shower gel, conditioner, and shampoo are to a spa as bread and bathroom are to a restaurant: the real test. 

Friday, August 25, 2017

Game On


Winter is coming.

After this Sunday, it's roughly another million years before we get our next fix of Game of Thrones. 

So many feelings... 



All the feelings...

Et tu, Night King? 

At least we're in this together, GoT fans.

Monday, August 21, 2017

The Path Of Totality



I was wary of the solar eclipse. The human spectacle was far outweighing the natural phenomenon for me as the event approached. 

Then I heard Dr. Jill Tarter speak and she put the eclipse in cosmic perspective. Then totality itself blew my mind.

As the moon's shadow barreled towards us at nearly 2,000 miles per hour, the temperature dropped around 22°F. Darkness fell and we saw solar flares reflected on the surface of the water. Moments later, "dawn" broke and fog formed over the rushes as swallows came out in force to hunt insects.

Not nearly as impressive, but worthy of note nonetheless were the sheet cakes available at Mr. D's to honor the occasion...


and the coloring contest to win a shrink-wrapped gift basket full of eclipse beer, tootsie rolls, markers, and a coloring book.


Just as quickly as the eclipse came and went, the predicted apocalypse passed us by.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

A Mother's Prayer




May our child be curious, kind and courageous. 

Inshallah.

May our child have a gift for connection and a cellular knowledge of love.

Inshallah.

May our child be resilient and creative.

Inshallah.


May our child have a deep capacity for joy and wonder. 

Inshallah.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Our Rat-Bastard President



Wow. Just wow.

As BrenĂ© Brown commented, "Our collective story in the United States is a story of white supremacy. We have not owned it, so it owns and defines us. Because we have not had the courage to say this is true and this is where we come from, we are trapped in the pain and discomfort of living out that story without the power to rewrite its ending. If we don't acknowledge our privilege, our unearned access and authority, we don't acknowledge the pain of others. We all see the world through a lens that is soldered to our faces, but if we are white we are told repeatedly that our view is the accurate view of the world. Empathy is believing someone when they tell you the story of their experience, even if it is different from your own. Power is the ability to affect change. It is infinite. Power over, however, is finite. It disempowers others and is always threatened with extinction. We cannot afford to opt out of this conversation about white supremacy in the United States and continue dehumanizing one another. It is terribly dangerous to let our shame, discomfort, and imperfection keep us from engaging in braver conversations. We must hold ourselves and others accountable. We need to listen to each other and stop being so hurtful when people are trying. And as we fight for ownership of our nation's story, we must fortify ourselves with care by tending to needs such as belonging, sleep and joy." 

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Memoirs


Lives shaped by trauma and the poetry of language...

 
Both raw in their truth.



Both raw in their power.