It is the New Year, when we celebrate the passage of time, acknowledging what was in the past year and what will be in the coming one. We often consider it a time for resolutions, for "turning over a new leaf". We commit to exercising more, eating less, reading more, spending more time with family.…
I speak, but I don't know who is listening. I am here, but I don't know who is watching. I look, but I don't know what I'm seeing. I listen, but I don't know who I'm hearing. I act because I believe in humanity. I act because I believe in human beings. I act because human beings are…
Words have the power to hurt. Words have the power to heal. We imbue them with the power to communicate our thoughts and feelings, the ability to influence and inspire, the elasticity to impact both in the here and now as well as across space and time. Because we are each individual beings, there is…
This post also appears -- in much the same form -- as a column in the local Oak Park newspaper Wednesday Journal. It is that time of year again, the time when the cold winds of winter start to blow, the time when some of us celebrate the holidays, and the time when our local…
When I was a child, I spent a lot of time feeling guilty for what I had that other people did not, and wondering about my responsibility for addressing the problems of others and of the planet. During high school, I volunteered at a homeless shelter. I was obsessive about not littering, turning off the…
I give thanks for the guidance that comes to me unbidden. I give thanks for fear, because it pushes me to explore the limits of what I can and cannot do. I give thanks for boredom, because it is the ground from which my inspiration grows. I give thanks for guilt, because it reminds me…
"I want to try my bike without training wheels, but I can't. I’m too afraid,” my daughter said. I tried to reassure her: “It’s normal to feel afraid. I feel afraid sometimes too. Do you still want to do it?” “Yes, but I can’t,” she replied. “When you’re afraid,” I said, “You can be brave.…
Throughout life, death visits us in many forms. I wrote recently about how I relate to thoughts of my own death. And I, like all of us, have had to deal with the deaths of close family and friends in the past, and I will again. I have been one of the fortunate ones, because…
Listen to "Antimatter" here. White and Black defined in opposition to the other, Each of them inverted on itself so we can cover Up the lies we tell about ourselves we’d rather not admit‘Cause they contradict the truths that we think fit. Like matter and antimatter, White and Black are mirror images.Helping us hide clearer images…
When I was 11 or so, I started to imagine the unimaginable. For a stretch of time, I would wake up every day contemplating my own death. Not the manner of it, or how old I would be when it happened, but the fact of it. It was a tension in my chest, a tightness…
Entwining 