Month: August 2017

Last night I awoke, meditated, and realized that I would need to speak up a lot over the weeks and months ahead. We cannot stay silent. It’s like when I had to leave my church in South Carolina. Within a few weeks, the preacher...

Today is one of my last days living in the house I grew up in in Boulder. It’s a long story how I came to reside here, or a short one, depending whether there’s tea. Either way, as I walk along the foothills this morning with...