Divine Colors: Being Black in a Shaded, Modern World

Divine Colors: Being Black in a Shaded, Modern World

One American saying that I like a lot is, “I am sick and tired of being sick and tired!” Whilst I may not use this statement often, I have found myself saying that a lot lately, and I’d like to share a couple of things that make me feel sick and tired. But upon second...
The Journey to the Shining City on a Hill

The Journey to the Shining City on a Hill

Recent events at the US Capitol compel me to write a reflection on the journey to the shining city on a hill. Those of us who have lived through an insurrection at least once, could probably point out exactly what would have happened at the US Capitol if the attempt...
The Shape of Love

The Shape of Love

I write and post a lot about love—universal love—but I will take a short detour and write about the shape of love as experienced in my family. My father died in 1958 and before my third birthday. Around the same time I believe I came to be living with my maternal...