What Crosses My Mind

  • Father, Son, Child

    I have a father, a son, as did he, a man, like anyone, a heartbeat, a desire, a following he didn’t ever imagine, yet today, we celebrate him, this man, this iconic symbol of peace, whom certainly lived the same life, we have all, being human, it is difficult not to imagine, hardship of any…

  • Philando Castile

    I recently told a friend of mine I have sometime wished I was black, and as the words left my mouth, the expression on his face indicated to me he was immediately offended. I knew I’d made a horrific presumption, and felt compelled to find him a little later on to continue our dialogue.  I…

  • Rain On

    We woke up to the storm, same chilling atmosphere last night, a carryover to our daily, acceptance, though there are few that do really understand the entire picture, except that that fits that that allows our own delusion to satisfy our societal angst. ~ Perhaps for some … ~ Would that we could be the…