In the gospels, we read this story of Jesus and the rich young man. He comes up to Jesus and asks how he can live a more spiritual life. Jesus tells him to follow God’s laws, and—after clarifying which laws Jesus is referring to—the man responds by saying that he already does. ‘What else am I lacking?’ the man asks. And Jesus responds by telling him, ‘If you want to be perfect, go and sell everything you own. Give the money to the poor, and then come follow me.’ The man goes away sad because, as Jesus tells his disciples, ‘It’s easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich person to enter the kingdom of heaven.’Read More
When I was about 16, I went with other teens from our church on a mission trip to do home repairs in an impoverished neighborhood outside Roanoke. We were each assigned to different work sites and teams made up of kids from around the country.Read More
It is not enough for us to simply stop separating families, stop dehumanizing other people, and stop shuffling their children into a system of widespread sexual assault if not outright trafficking—as important as ending each of those things is. We owe it to these people we have injured to care for the physical and psychological wounds we have inflicted.
We owe it to ourselves, to our own children, and to future generations of global citizens to acknowledge the reality of this situation, to acknowledge what our bigotry, willful ignorance, and civic passivity have permitted, and to educate one another on the processes that led us here so that we may better avoid them in the future. We owe it to every child in the world to take responsibility for our contributions to the society where they grow up.Read More
Compassion fatigue is hitting my entire generation and all the folks younger than us, even when we aren’t directly engaged in a traditional sense with trauma work. I don’t know any of us who aren’t engaged in healing the trauma of ourselves and the marginalized communities we relate to. I don’t know any of us who aren’t in constant shock at the world our parents and grandparents daily find new ways to pillage and burn. We might not be firefighters or nurses, we might ‘just be’ writers or ‘keyboard warriors’, but we fucking feel it. To be attuned to the state of this world is to be aware of crisis at all times, to intimately bear witness to so much suffering, and to find yourself struggling to stay afloat amidst it.Read More
I am quite terrible at nihilism. To a fault, I’m an optimist, more at home in utopian fantasies and solarpunk daydreams than the bottom of a beer can or staking out my aesthetic from behind the Freudian slip of a weapon. In that naivete, I refuse to believe our solidarity is a scarce resource to be spent on artificial trolley problems when the train itself can still be detonated.Read More
In some contemporary Pagan and other healing-oriented communities, the idea of having group spaces which are exclusive to either men or women (or more specific experiences of manhood or womanhood than that) can be controversial and perennial conflicts. Part of these conflicts I think stems from a scarcity mindset around healing.Read More