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Meet Me in the Middle
An old college friend once posted, “I’m from the middle of the country, and my political views are exactly the same—they fall right in the middle.” It was a tense election season, and I, swept up in the rhetoric of one side, could not relate. Didn’t the middle mean that you were only half right? And worse, that you were also half wrong?
Nov 25, 20243 min read


A Poem for Peace
If you tell me there is another side, opposite yours, I will believe you. There are so many ways – right and left, up and down, diagonal zig-zag and spiraling across all the sides of this 360-world we live in. It is important to see, to acknowledge all of them. If you tell me that other side is
Aug 7, 20241 min read


Your Pain Matters, Too
I often hear people diminish their own suffering with phrases like:
It’s just first-world problems.
I have it so much easier than other people.
It’s no big deal.
I really have no right to complain.
Sometimes we say these things because we’re trying to remind ourselves to be grateful for what we do have. Sometimes it’s because we’re ashamed of our own needs and of our own vulnerability. Sometimes it’s because we’re afraid to let ourselves feel what’s really going on.
Mar 5, 20233 min read
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