What Crosses My Mind

  • A Reminder

    Over ten years ago, I dropped my son and daughter off to school, in tears, as I was saying good bye for a month of treatment. It was probably the hardest day of my life. My son was twelve, my daughter almost 16, and I was nearly 50 years old, and wondering if in that…

  • Trials Defining 45’s Racism

    Racism  noun Prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one’s own race is superior.                    – Oxford English Dictionary A friend of mine asked me recently to give a good definition of racism and what it means in…

  • What Really Means Love Today

    Lately the news has been grim. We seem to be riding on this roller coaster of misinformation that draws our compassion in far too many directions. It really appears that on any given day we could lose sight of what is really important to us, based upon where we see our world headed. At least…

  • When Wonder Whines

    I sometimes look at the world we live in, and I wonder, is it mine to simply understand or is what there is to believe as complicated as it might seem.   The people I interact with have similar hopes, we all feel certain the goodness in our hearts yet how often have we let…

  • 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…

  • Crossing The Line

    Instinctually we choose to respond as the heart might certain suggest, though perhaps a practicality draws upon a decisive measure.   We search the source, find the accuracy in a stat, insist upon certain prior knowledge, presumably …   Yet there is also emotion that piece of reality sometimes forgotten, overshadowed, set aside as a…

  • Life Is Not A Ploy

    Though there would be immediate disagreement in one, quiet satisfaction in another, in the final hour, one would realize if they did stop to glance, a world beyond their own device, would, might still exist, and in that social fabric ignored, a pain, a fighting soul whose rapture not found might emulate the sorrowful nature…

  • Different Set of Eyes

    Yesterday morning, while sitting in a writing lab with a student, we both received notifications at the same time, about the Houston tragedy – Tragedy in Texas – and we talked for a minute or two of our sadness. We exchanged the usual, it keeps happening, oh that’s scary, terrible, any number of coined phrases that…