Do elephants bring good luck?

I mentioned last week that I just started drawing, kind of out of the blue, almost two weeks ago. Many times, it seems, I work hard to fail. And then sometimes, a piece looks really terrible for a while until something kind of miraculous happens and it begins to look like the thing I’m actually…

Hope in the Time of Sheltering-in-Place

  As spring hangs on the tips of every branch, verdant green stalks shooting through mud,  tight buds on the brink of bursting open, And the skies aswirl with storms of a passing season,  There is a dense and unrelenting darkness     Like the deep sleep of winter —  Crowding, pressing, pushing Us to stillness,…

A Meditation for Sheltering-in-Place

COVID-19 has swept into our lives in devastating ways.  Across the country, it single-handedly has brought so much of life as we know it to a stand-still.  If you live in the SF Bay Area, you’re now under a “shelter-in-place” directive.  Everything closed.  Everyone home.  We’re all washing our hands and hording toilet paper.  Stress…

When death comes at Christmas

I have a friend who is dying.  It always seems to be at the holidays when life — both the birth and the dying — hangs in the balance.  It might be also in those precious, slow-motion moments, when time almost stands still, that we feel a little closer to God. Maybe it’s just at…

White Man Yelling in a Crowded Hall: How do we react?

Last night, it became crystal clear that my daughter is the generation raised with gun violence as an everyday aspect of their lives.  I knew that, of course.  I’ve been a teacher for over 20 years and we’ve been doing lockdown drills for what seems like forever. But this . . . We were at…

Butterflies, Guns, and Freedom: Why I’m So Done with the 2nd Amendment

There is a reason the young Pavel Friedman wrote from Terezin in 1942 that he “Never Saw Another Butterfly.”  In the Nazi-made ghetto, where freedom was squashed and guards paraded around with guns slung over their shoulders, how could something as free as a butterfly exist? I’ve been thinking about Pavel a lot lately.  I’ve…

Picking Up Where We Left Off

I swear, my time away was by accident. I’m back now, after forever — although I’m not sure I’m ready.  My hiatus from my tiny blog was more a product of overwhelm than any quieting of the soul, nurturing of the spirit. Kind of like hiding. This past January, we quickly made the decision to…

To the Principal of Covington Catholic High School: FIX THIS.

When Ugly Racism Meets Quiet Dignity, the Responsibility to Shine a Light Belongs to All of Us Yesterday, I marched with thousands of others in the SF Women’s March, where we raised our voices for social justice and showed the world a wall of resistance against the oppressive authoritarianism that has gotten a foot-hold in…