I Can’t Keep Quiet

I am no stranger to organizing things when I see a need. When I was 10 years old, at my homeschooling co-op, one of the boys was running a "police academy" after lunch during free time. It turned into an exclusionary event where the boys - and those who were good at sports -- ran... Continue Reading →

The Reality

(Content note: Sexual assault) Give me a moment. Just a moment of time in this swiftly turning always moving, frantically humming over-caffeinated universe -- just give me a moment to tell you one thing. One story. One thing to say. I want to scream it from the mountain tops with a bullhorn the size of... Continue Reading →

Questions: The next and deeper truth

Lately, I find myself thinking about questions. A friend's 4-year-old, in the middle of the night, recently asked her the ultimate important question: "Mom, why do wolves avoid peanut butter sandwiches?" How long has it been since you wondered something so fanciful? More importantly -- how long has it been since you asked that question... Continue Reading →

Some things are meant to be grieved

As a psychologist, I frequently hear stories that touch me. I frequently hear about things that make me pause and consider the privilege I have had in my life. I hear stories of courage and resilience that are beautiful and profound. Frequently, I hear stories that weigh heavy on my heart and body. Frequently, I... Continue Reading →

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