We Are All Healers
People who have the hardest time believing in the transformation of others, are people who aren’t doing the work ofContinue Reading
Category: Narratives
#me too
I was four years old when I saw a penis for the first time. I was in Michoacán, Mexico visitingContinue Reading
Life is Never Sacrificed
A couple of weeks ago, I went for a hike and came upon a buck that had been recently shot.Continue Reading
Dreaming to Play – A Second Chance
(Part 2) “You may not see it today or tomorrow, but you will look back in a few years and beContinue Reading
Dreaming to Play
In my last post I wrote about longing for a dream, one that feels like my life-long calling. At eighteen,Continue Reading
The Drive
I was driving home during evening rush hour after picking Carmen up from school on a seemingly uneventful weekday. SheContinue Reading
Viejo Cara de Hacha
I was in 8th grade, roughly 14 years old. I lived in San Ysidro, a border town on the U.S./MexicanContinue Reading
There is No Restoration in Dehumanization
This past weekend, I had the honor of serving inmates a Donovan State Prison through restorative and healing work. InContinue Reading
AHIMSA – nonviolence in thought and action.
AHIMSA INSTITUTE This is Dr. Sethia, founder of the Ahimsa Center and Institute for teachers. I am eternally thankful toContinue Reading
The Meaning of Life in Prison, Part I
As I entered through the gates of Richard J. Donovan Correctional Facility, the irony of the word “correctional” didn’t goContinue Reading
