What used to be here? What is the natural state of the land? What would happen to the land if left to its own devices? What might then grow? What animals might arrive? The history of a piece of land can tell a lot about the type of ecosystem that used to be there and…… Continue reading What was naturally there?
Where are you? But really, where are you? Is it a chair? What’s around you? What do you see? What do you feel? What do you hear? We are generally so unaware of ourselves, of others, of the world around us. But much of what we do requires our awareness – our jobs, our relationships,…… Continue reading Being Where You Are
No one day is the same, but they sometimes feel like they are, especially in the pandemic. I try to wake up slowly and not let anxiety take root in the first few minutes. I wonder what is happening today in the world – how are the coronavirus cases? how are countries reopening? are businesses…… Continue reading Never the Same
I come from a family that loves deeply. I have learned over my 30 years from my parents, my grandparents, my aunts and uncles and relatives, friends and their families, what it means to love. What it means to do kind things for each other. What it means to say thank you. What it means…… Continue reading Celebrating Generations of Love
Where am I? I am right where I started. Looking out the window to the backyard, next to my Sushi Isabelle. Who is out there, Sushi? What’s out there? Some squirrels, a couple of cardinals, and a heat so strong, we have to wait until the sun is gone to go out. It seems long…… Continue reading Holding Your Family
I wasn’t truthful with you in my last post about not having many words to share right now. My Oma pried as to why this might be when we spoke a few days ago, so I have been thinking about it. The truth is I have a lot of things to say. I say some…… Continue reading On Being Difficult
I don’t have many words to share right now. Reflecting. Talking with friends and family. Making art. Disorienting. Strange. Walking. Running. Moving through mediation. RUNNING. Saying goodbye. Goodbye, Cambridge. No rather, goodbye, friends in Cambridge. No rather see you later, my dears. Gathering strength. Rising! Keeping the fire going into the first day of summer…… Continue reading Keeping the Fire
I started my two years at the Harvard Kennedy School writing about how impact was more important than intent. On orientation day, I was reminded that people cannot see your intentions, they can only see your actions. Today, black Americans in this country need us, white people, to act, our intentions are not enough. Our…… Continue reading No, no, no, Intent Has Never Been Enough. We Must Act.
While from the outside it might appear that I now have nothing to do, since I have turned in my last final assignment on Saturday, I still feel I have so much to do. A nonsensical feeling, right? Nothing to do, but everything to do. A thousand worlds to explore. The sun coming up, the…… Continue reading Look at That World
It doesn’t get easier, but I do anticipate them much more – the endings. Even Santiago told me when I was accepted to Harvard that it was already over, that I should picture graduation before I had even stepped foot on the campus. I trusted him because he had just finished his 2-year Masters program.…… Continue reading The Final Chapter, Yet Again