If you won’t have us…

*This reflection was written as a direct response to anti-immigrant and anti-Latinx ideologies spread by recent (and, if we're being honest with ourselves, not-so-recent) political and national events. There is mostly anger and resentment reflected here. But this is only a small fraction of the emotions I've felt over the past few months, cycling through [...]

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On hypocrisy.

So one of the (many, many, many) take-aways from recent (and not-so-recent) national events was that I need to write. So I will. This won't be me writing about the fear and grief and despondency I've experienced over the past year*, emotions that seemed to spill over late Tuesday near midnight as I woke up [...]

100. — or I think I can write again.

august 11. 2011. that's when this journey started. with ramblings at midnight. seems to be when most of my good thinking happens. well, folks, milestone moment has come (in my opinion, at least). i've hit 100. 100 posts. 100 ramblings. some more impactful than others. but all real. well, sort of. i've got a confession. [...]

Confession #10: I need to be a better friend…but maybe we all do

Confession #10: I need to be a better friend…but maybe we all do I’ve always felt this way. About you. And her. And them. And him. Especially him. I could reach out more. Invite out more. Accept invitations more. Call. Damn it, I know I could call. But I don’t. I pray for you. I [...]

Confession #9: i think unchurchly things sometimes…while at church.

Confession #9: i think unchurchly things sometimes...while at church. [brief aside: the next few confessions are going to be a bit less...existential. or deep. or whatever. my head and heart can't handle any more insight or unanswered questions at the moment. daily headaches are the reminder of that. and probably more of a reminder that [...]

Confession #8: I’m proud of myself…I felt my heart beat to the rhythm of falling rain

Confession #8: I’m proud of myself…I felt my heart beat to the rhythm of falling rain …okay, it’s actually not that dramatic. And I can’t take full credit for the wonderful imagery. This comes by way of Mr. Rusty Zinn (see the related yet unrelated below (way below) for some awesomeness. Do it. Then come [...]