Short Musings on the Occasion of My Dad’s 10-Year Jahrzeit
Grief sneaks up on you. It also plays havoc with time, shattering any semblance of linearity. And suddenly, some significant date hurls you backward on a calendar that didn’t make … Continue reading
Blessed Solidarity
Such a blessing to be an accomplice yesterday at the #Nakba75 rally and march on the stolen lands of Tio’tia:ke/Montreal, not only alongside generations of resistance, but alongside Palestinians youths … Continue reading
A Climate of Grief
“Climate grief” is a daily companion of late. And not just in the narrow (albeit enormous) sense of capitalist-fueled ecological catastrophe. Like the fact that it’s snowing in May while … Continue reading
Queer Joy Will Prevail
“After” and “before”: a tale of two sides in the present-day US uncivil war. After spotting some transphobic, homophobic, and fascist tags alongside a well-traveled foot+bike path, some folks decided … Continue reading
How’s your covid grief?
“How’s your covid grief these days?” Those words, which traveled across an ocean and many borders as a DM, supplied a recognition that’s too rare in this so-called post-pandemic world: … Continue reading
Educating for Freedom
Since I seem to be in a space of not feeling inspired to write my usual picture-prose pieces for social media—call it winter or perhaps pandemic numbness—and as a way … Continue reading
Nourishing Resistance
May I be so “forward” as to say how proud I am of my friend, and writer-editor-baker and caring human being extraordinaire, @wrenawry for publishing their first book—an amazing edited … Continue reading
Reviving Grief Rituals, Honoring Our Dead
Grief rituals, one could argue, are part of the essential grounding for millennia-old cultures that orient toward far more ecological relations with the whole of this earth, including each other. … Continue reading
Our Sacred Spaces in Their Unsafe World
There are no safe spaces. But there are sacred spaces. At this moment in history, like other particularly brutal epochs, there is no separating that sacredness from the unsafeness. That’s … Continue reading
Defending the Trees, Mourning Our Dead
On my #FuckThePolice walks, I visit with a small forest of trees perched on a hilly embankment on Anishinabeeg lands above a river flowing from one side of so-called Michigan … Continue reading
Outside the Circle 