Tag Archives: #ownvoiceshumanity

A Year to Work on Balance

Posted on March 16, 2021 by WW

I haven’t blogged since October 2020. I’ve thought about it, felt guilt about it, and then released the guilt because, well, the turmoil of these last 6 months has been both national and deeply personal. I have felt on the … Continue reading →

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Hearing compliments

Posted on February 28, 2020 by WW

This month, I was in a cabaret. So much fun! And in the aftermath of our two performances, I was both blessed and challenged with many personal compliments. They were wonderful, but hearing them felt weirdly uncomfortable. Though they were … Continue reading →

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Listen, my word for 2020

Posted on January 30, 2020 by WW

Listen. Last year my word was VOICE. It inspired me to speak truths, to have courage to cross lines I might have otherwise stayed behind. I sang in a choir and learned more about music. I got older. I asked … Continue reading →

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The Magic of YET

Posted on October 29, 2019 by WW

Hope can be hard—some people are better at it than others. They have strategies. A friend references Dory from Finding Nemo to keep herself and others motivated and amused: I have a husband who tears up when he relates episodes … Continue reading →

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A Call to Step Out of Line

Posted on September 29, 2019 by WW

Last week I toured an art exhibit at my local Lightcatcher Museum honoring the life work of a man I had never heard of before. It’s called “WANTED: Ed Bereal for Disturbing the Peace.” I recommend going if you can. … Continue reading →

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The Duality of Adoration and Despair

Posted on November 1, 2018 by WW

I am in grief, as I believe much of the human world is these days. I ache for the oppressed even as I try to understand the oppressors. Many people I know seem to be grappling with this: “How can … Continue reading →

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