We need to learn some lessons if we are to survive. Sleep peacefully, live with purpose, and be kind
Sal Lee has grown up and is studying to be a dentist. Maybe he has just found another way to make money from teeth other than the tooth fairy.
The history of the people who lived in the slave house and the “colored” soldiers who fought in our wars is our collective history, and we need to reclaim it, know it, own it, and work together for a better shared future.
There was no relief, no euphoria—only dull shock. I fell asleep. When I awoke fifteen minutes later, or maybe it was an hour, I was disoriented. When I tried to stand, my legs cramped from my hips to my toes. I was dehydrated.
I convinced a family friend who belonged to a rather unorthodox Jewish congregation to name her in his temple for two of the women I loved best in this world.
I suffer from acquired topographical disorientation, or directional dyslexia—I’m always getting lost
Why? Why would we want to go backwards?
To me, an ah hah moment is one that dramatically and viscerally stuns you into a new perspective—a challenge to your world view. While art gives me great pleasure, I do not expect an art exhibit to provide such an experience. However, the one I attended last week did. The exhibit, The Obama Portraits Tour,Continue reading “Art and the AH HAH Moment”
“I could feel the tracks on my cheeks burned into my memory from the tears I had shed in Sokolka.”
“Words did not matter. We were celebrating life, we were celebrating community, and trust abounded.”