Most of us still have our two little fingers, unless for some interesting reason you don’t; like a table saw or angry spouse or something took them. They happily reside on each hand opposite the thumbs; often called pinkies from where I come from. I love that! My two little fin...
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I sat at my computer writing. A few articles for our site here and a few others. I also write articles or posts for my own site and have a column in our local paper that is published every week. One of the things I attempt to achieve with each writing is to touch at least one per...
The short answer is that yes you can. But as most of us have encountered, finding that home isn’t as easy as googling it on the internet. In today’s world, the general attendance at churches is dropping, which is probably of no great surprise to anyone. In today’s world, th...
Dark green vision-blocking curtains covered the window in the living room. Homemade frosting covered the window on the front door. I sat in absolute, motionless silence as the repeated, incessant knocking continued, not getting louder, but not stopping either. I could hear my hea...
With the holidays far behind us, I want to recount a gift exchange story; it’s never a bad time to get a holiday gift is the one that we should practice all year long. I attended my wife’s office party/meal recently where the table set up formed a large rectangle. Sevente...
The date and day are irrelevant as is the location of the event. What season it was and what the weather was like on that sunny morning is also unimportant. The fact that I was on a day off only matters because of what I was doing. I had showered, shaved, and pulled out the powde...
As I began to write this article, I encountered several issues that made me pause to reflect: • What is “Passing” • Do we really want to pass? • Why do we need to pass? • Isn’t “Passing” a nod to binarism? • Isn’t binary a nod to gend...
I believe in equality, if I blame someone for my suffering, I blame them also for my strength. I also believe in a thing called a paradigm shift…have you experienced one? Maybe this will be your day to experience one… During my childhood, I was consistently taught and modeled...
In a conversation with a dear friend I was asked that question. My reply was simple, “no not at all, I love being different and dressing my body in a way that feels natural to me.” What IS hard though, is reaching a place of deep Self-Acceptance, inner-confidence and to lea...
Jump on The Freedom Buss and Ride! One sunny day, May fourth, 1961, a group of people who had experienced being hated on, abused, shunned an even physically attacked, boarded a big ole buss and left Washington DC headed for New Orleans; they called themselves the Freedom Riders! ...
