A warm, human conversation on the Stan Garfield Fab Five podcast about stories, memory, food, travel, grief, joy—and even a small baseball mistake—reminding me of the power of being heard and truly seen.
Twelfth night brings king cakes and Mardi Gras season, with a bonus duo of compelling and fun books.
A poem reflecting the bad news of today. Now is the winter of our discontent.
A birthday wish of hunger and hopefulness from Kim of Glover Gardens upon reaching 60 years + 1.
I sacrificed nothing in becoming a parent, a bonus parent, an extra parent. I gained an immeasurable golden-threaded set of blessings that continue to bring riches, the priceless kind.
A poem expressing sadness about what the drought and excessive heat are doing to our world, in both macro and micro ways.
Pumpkin spice is a thing, a social movement, a gotta-have-mine-it’s-October pull of nature almost stronger than a biological clock, but geeeeez, trying to project that onto poor birds seems like a Big Bad Bird Wrong
A blogging mistake prompts a mea culpa and lessons learned confession.
Composer William Dawson’s “Negro Folk Symphony” fell into oblivion after a triumphant and successful debut in 1934. Now it’s back, and it’s worth a listen – to the symphony and the back-story.
Woody Guthrie sang, “This land is your land, this land is my land”. It was “made for you and me”, right? Well, it can only be OUR land, made for ALL of the you and me’s out there, if we tell and honor the stories of all, if we “lift every voice and sing,” not just some of the voices.
Martin Luther King Day is special, a time when we reflect on our beliefs about equality, equity, inclusion, diversity, fairness, etc., and, as one of my colleagues said today, recommit to acting on them.
Simple things, simple pleasures, treasures of the season – that’s what it’s all about.
Sometimes, people die because they feel “less than”; they die because they think they’re alone. They think they’re the only ones crying in the night, because they’re crying alone and don’t feel safe enough to talk about it. We. Have. To Talk. About. It.
Famous females, flagrant fees and fleeting images… just a few reflections from a necessary health check.
There will be repercussions: lawsuits and hearings, accusations and resignations, and perhaps, at long last, legislation and regulations.
Black History Month is one of many opportunities for individuals and organizations to acknowledge the rich historical legacy of Black people.
Without guile, sarcasm, irony, mockery, I-Told-You-So-ism, satire or derision, the message I wish to share today, inauguration day, is this Kingston Trio song.
If you have an ADD employee or family member I hope these insights will help you understand them.
it’s not enough to “not be racist,” I must be anti-racist and actively involved in highlighting injustice and creating a better world, along the lines of “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem”.
Each of us has the opportunity to positively impact others by the way we live and act on our values.
