Today I am 48, and I no longer feel like I am becoming someone new so much as returning to myself. This is a reflection on memory, identity, and the many versions of who we become before we learn how to come home again.
Tag: compassion
This is Not Strength
We’re living in a time that feels like an ugly, dangerous time loop. We’ve watched this story play out in different colors, religions, and cultures. Across the boundaries of different nations and places. But the pattern is the same. Conquer. Collect. Push certain people to the margins. Make them bad. Make them evil. Call them… Continue reading This is Not Strength
Standing Tall
Acknowledging a World Turned Upside Down It feels surreal, doesn’t it? That cruelty, once condemned, now sits on pedestals meant for heroes. We remember a time when bullies were called out, when those who wielded power as a weapon faced consequences instead of applause. Now, too often, society shrugs, scrolls, or worse—cheers, as people belittle,… Continue reading Standing Tall