Dismantling: Giving Thanks

It's not hard to find gratitude and I do take thanks in the smallest joys. There is so much to be thankful for even if I'm filled with an extra dose of cynicism this year. Of course, I have my family, friends, health, nature and creativity to fill me with pride and gratitude. I'm very... Continue Reading →

Dismantling: Searching for Meaning

This morning I spied the fog is rolling in, just like that the sky has turned from crystal blue to opaque whiteness. Mine is the last residential street in Oakland, edged off by an unsightly freeway ramp. The other side the hubbub of a bustling port transports clothes, shoes, food, cars, oil, and electronics. One... Continue Reading →

Seriously, are we still calling girls sassy?

  I'm tired of feeling apologetic for my sassy eight-year-old daughter and I know I should try to rise above but I've become more concerned about it as she gets older. It's ironic that in this Amy Schumer/Jezebel/Beyonce world that even 30-something year old women still feel the need to point out my vocal young girl. It makes me... Continue Reading →

Protesting is not the problem

The past two nights, I’ve attended rallies in Oakland and San Francisco marching against police terror and violence. I chose to march to unify, to be a body in a sea of protesters, to bring attention and to call on Oakland City Council to reform our corrupt police department. I attended in solidarity, but I was... Continue Reading →

Rejected but not dejected. Onwards!

    No art ever came out of not risking your neck.— Eudora Welty Well, I got a rejection email today! Before I get mired in disappointment, I'm going to write this out of my system. I think processing emotions is why so many people write, it's a way to release feelings through a weird combination... Continue Reading →

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