f(r)iends and demons
I was brought up to fear my own power, and the many disruptive forms that - for lack of any training in how to wield it well - it took....
we aren't taught to wield...
Sometimes, desperate times call for desperate measures. I was twenty when I realized the organizing principles of my life were no longer...
vulnerability and visibility
It’s been thirteen years since I lived in a place with a winter. And while this won’t be a shovel-out-the-driveway, trudge through...
I Start Behind
Here I am again. Here we are again. I wanted to write a story of transformation, but I haven’t learned to transform. No, that’s not it. I...
the social art of scribing for (social) artists
Setting the room. The first cohort of LA County’s Art of Leadership program were gathering for the first time. These two days would lay...
Reclaiming Our Time: make your mark(er)
Okay, it's true, I can't resist a good pun. But making my mark, with my markers, is exactly what I was up to last month at the Women's...
