What Crosses My Mind

  • White Privilege

    what I have would regrettably could be different as standing alone in a crowd without indifference disguised preconceived judgmental scrutiny let me stand side by side in a world of true compassion love, human, free then we will perhaps all believe we are not racist we live in a dream

  • On Being White

    I have lived my entire life in a predominately white society. Growing up as a child I lived in a white community, later when going to college, more of the same, with a smattering of people of color entering my life gradually until moving to the Twin Cities in the early twenties. Even then, I…

  • Why I attended a Trump rally

    I was recently given tickets to attend the Trump rally in Duluth, Minnesota last night. Given the controversy around the issues occurring on our southern border, I felt like this was my closest opportunity I might have to put myself in a place to show resistance to his actions and the impact he is having…

  • I’m Upset About a Coffee House in Philadelphia

    Last night, I turned on the news and there was increasing coverage everywhere about the Starbucks incident with two African-American men being arrested for ‘trespassing’ in a local store. The incident has gained national momentum and attention to the degree that the CEO has met with the two gentlemen and proclaimed a day of sensitivity…

  • MLK Jr. – 50 Years Ago His Words Began

    I knew this man, well, my mother, she taught me to know this man.   i remember when he spoke, his voice was beautiful, a rhapsody of passionate words to speak to everyone.   A scared nation, completely aware of what really is hell, what was this man’s tell.   I remember my mother saying…

  • 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…

  • To Know Who I Am

    I struggle sometimes, with the right words, perhaps an easy phrase, a greeting of some kind. I want the world to understand, I am my own being, I’ve fought a war perhaps, nothing like a soldier’s wrath.   I listen to what is real around me, the smarter speakers those meant to be listened upon.…

  • Even The Brightest Might Second Guess

    Oh it is a travesty, to imagine we live in a society, so bent on coercive plurality, we have to think about our sanity.   How is it possible so many are duped forgotten are our principles, drawn inside a very large scoop.   I listened to the news last night, again, abhorrent, aghast, afoul,…

  • While Wandering Many Years

    I remember, when as a child, I noticed for the first time, beauty, the sort that remained with me, for the rest of my life.   Oh it came in a smile, a long and enduring hug, a remark a passerby whom might notice, or help or assist, or wonder, rather than showing some practiced…

  • A Christmas Message

    We are approaching that ultimate day of family and love and Grace, with all of its beauty, delight, misconception and forgiveness, and I am reminded of where my values first evolved. Going through some papers in my den I came across a picture of my grandmother, we called her ‘Granny’ and I was immediately flooded…