What makes a story stay with us forever? What frequency is it that resonates with those innermost heartstrings for each of us? These stories shape our lives and seem to reflect back our innermost selves, or the higher Selves we all strive to be. I believe that the “sticky stories” we come across highlight core… Continue reading Stories that Stick
You know, the “bathroom issue.” Where should transgender people pee? It’s an issue, you see (as I have been told time and time again) not with the transgender folks themselves, but with the potential for a “sexual predator to dress up as a woman” and enter the women’s restroom or locker room, whereupon he would… Continue reading To Fix the Bathroom Issue…
As you might imagine, tattoos were one of the big Not No But Hell Nos in my circles growing up. I never really understood the objection, even with the whole “body as temple” mindset. Doesn’t it make sense to decorate your temple as you see fit? I got my first ink as a very generous… Continue reading Why I’m a Big Fan of Ink
(Warning: graphic image below — visible blood in medical tubing, iodine, etc. …It doesn’t bother me, but some people might not want to look.) It’s February 14th. I’m not going to rehash my story (find it here if you’re curious) but it’s important to me that I mark this day. Eight years ago, I came… Continue reading Not an Obligation to Me
(originally from a FB post I made this afternoon, expanded here with links where appropriate) I keep hearing variations of “We have to protect our own. Think of our safety!” re: the immigration bullshit the Cheeto-in-Chief has set in motion, and I’d like to address that line of thinking. Here’s the thing: Your life is… Continue reading A Life’s Worth
By request, for a few relatives and friends who were unable to be at the funeral today — the eulogy I gave before the long-winded reverend took over and talked about Waterloo and other things (yeahh…). I haven’t tried to speak in public since I was ten years old (and it didn’t go well then).… Continue reading And Then it Becomes Real
(A family member was hospitalized tonight, so this post is later than I’d planned.) January 20th, 2017, is unfurling. In mere hours, our 45th president will be sworn in. I love my country, and so (not “but,” for it is because I love America that) I am afraid. I am disappointed, I am angry, and… Continue reading Raise Your Voice
