You recognize their costumes. They are “woke,” wide-eyed activists who attended every march this year. They are white men, sometimes with long hair. They definitely talk about vulnerability. They have auto-prepared life stories that feel slightly scripted but are so deep, so intense, you can’t help but tear up. They…

Side note: Welcome to my mind. It wanders. This was written during the Super Bowl. I went from family to football to racism in football to coaches to female celebrities to objectification to communication strategies to somehow, maybe (?) tying it all together. But, I did this essay today! Mission…

Woman. Women. Womxn. Transwomen. Females. Femmes. Mothers of all definitions. Grandmothers. Sisters. We are special. In this lifetime, my path has been to be a white, cisgender*, heterocurious* woman and the last two years, especially, have been a time for me to reconnect with what it means, for me to…

I hold the cup in both hands, my palms lined with little passageways of sweat, of nervousness, of desert warmth and poor circulation. I look at the woman who sits across from me. I don’t remember where she came from, or how we came to be sitting here, but here…

Why do I feel constriction in my chest when I think about staying? …

It starts with a black dress. Tight, and yet comfortable, though it doesn’t have pockets. Add some jewelry because bright yellow or orange or turquoise makes me feel more of this earth, and these colors all have stories and histories. Cozy shoes, woven from the women who live in Otavalo…

When was the last time you made something happen with your mind? As a child of the Harry Potter generation, I came upon magic early. Even before I was 11, curled up at our stone fireplace of Normandy Pl., Evanston, IL, reading that first chapter book, waiting for an owl…

The Full Moon is for letting things go. The New Moon is for asking things to come. Twice a month, we are offered the perfect moment to pause, to look skyward and inward and reflect on where we are, and where we want to go. I have celebrated the full…

It’s not very often you see a father-daughter Navajo hip-hop duo performing at a social justice festival. When you are so lucky to witness an event, you have to pause, to take note. Renisha Clara, a young girl in the tug of adolescence with black-framed glasses and the confidence of…