One White Person’s Road to Intersectional Education I have been thinking a lot lately about what it means to reveal truth. Specifically, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means when something that has been kept quiet or in the background or out of the direct line of sight…

“Not being violent enough could cost me my body. Being too violent could cost me my body. We could not get out.” ~ Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me — 2pm, Saturday, May 30th As I sit down to write this, a peaceful protest is happening in Downtown Cleveland. Chants of “Black Lives Matter!” echo from the live feed on social media. The crowd looks massive and calm but resolute. They chant for George Floyd.

Like seasons or times of death, every day we lose our virginities in new and interesting ways: Smile. Jog. Cough. Sputter. Every night, we die, every minute we change, you and I, into something nostalgic, like, remember how it was five minutes ago? We shrug. We titter. We say no — no we don’t remember. We roll our shoulders back. It’s just a phase of the moon after all. It’s the sun beamed at a body

By Sarah Wolf It is incredible how quickly a trauma can change the brain. That which was once benign, normal, unnoticeable, perhaps even loved, can send the body into such a state of panic and alarm just upon sight or smell or sound or touch. The brain will tell the…

“Before the Civil War, it was The United States are… After, The United States is, which is still what we say to this day. That’s what the Civil War achieved: it made us an is.” ~ Shelby Foote, writer I spent the last week or so watching the 1990 Ken…

Yesterday, actress Alyssa Milano tweeted that all women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted should reply with the words “Me, too” as a way to show the magnitude of the problem, and the results have been effective. My Facebook and Twitter feeds are full of “Me, too,” sometimes including…

As a manager in a yoga studio, I spend a good portion of my time talking to nervous first time practitioners. I’m not strong enough. I’m too out of shape. I don’t look like everyone else in their tight Lululemon pants. I’m not flexible. I am afraid of making a…

Throughout the course of my life, I have fortunately had many great, sage role models, folks wise beyond reason, who’ve served as teachers, mentors, friends, and family. When I think back over all of the people who’ve taught me the most, though, there is one that stands out. …

Today I met a dog named Comet. He did not like me. And when I say he didn’t like me, what I mean is that he played one helluva game of dog-peek-a-boo with me. He never got closer than three feet away from me but also never took his eyes…