Safe Space Wasn’t in My Vocabulary
A friend of mine invited me to go to the beach with her partner and daughter. Her sister, who I’d … Continue reading Safe Space Wasn’t in My Vocabulary
A friend of mine invited me to go to the beach with her partner and daughter. Her sister, who I’d … Continue reading Safe Space Wasn’t in My Vocabulary
People who have the hardest time believing in the transformation of others, are people who aren’t doing the work of … Continue reading We Are All Healers
I was four years old when I saw a penis for the first time. I was in Michoacán, Mexico visiting … Continue reading #me too
A couple of weeks ago, I went for a hike and came upon a buck that had been recently shot. … Continue reading Life is Never Sacrificed
(Part 2) “You may not see it today or tomorrow, but you will look back in a few years and be … Continue reading Dreaming to Play – A Second Chance
In my last post I wrote about longing for a dream, one that feels like my life-long calling. At eighteen, … Continue reading Dreaming to Play
I was driving home during evening rush hour after picking Carmen up from school on a seemingly uneventful weekday. She … Continue reading The Drive
I was in 8th grade, roughly 14 years old. I lived in San Ysidro, a border town on the U.S./Mexican … Continue reading Viejo Cara de Hacha
AHIMSA INSTITUTE This is Dr. Sethia, founder of the Ahimsa Center and Institute for teachers. I am eternally thankful to … Continue reading AHIMSA – nonviolence in thought and action.
As I entered through the gates of the Correctional Facility, the irony of the word “correctional” didn’t go past me. … Continue reading The Meaning of Life in Prison, Part I