Ramaswamy’s attack on Amy Acton crosses a moral line

Ramaswamy’s attack on Amy Acton crosses a moral line

I don’t know Amy Acton. I don’t know her personally, and I cannot pretend to know the full story of her family. Yet reading about what Vivek Ramaswamy’s campaign did, I found myself wanting to cry. For her. For the child she once was. For how low we are willing to go...
You Never Asked. You Just Decided.

You Never Asked. You Just Decided.

I used to write a lot about spirituality. Understanding. Detachment. Looking inward. I still believe in looking inward. I’m just increasingly tired of how rarely people turn that lens on themselves before deciding what is wrong with somebody else. Somewhere along the...
When Your Conscience No Longer Fits the Box

When Your Conscience No Longer Fits the Box

I keep watching people dissect the differences between Democrats and Republicans, and the differences within the parties themselves. Who has moved too far left? Who is conservative enough? Who still belongs where? Sometimes I wonder how much energy we spend trying to...
Pain Is Not an Instruction

Pain Is Not an Instruction

I think I’ve reached a point where I no longer want other people’s behavior to decide who I am. If someone didn’t show up for me, I don’t automatically want to withhold from them. If someone wasn’t generous with me, I don’t want that to make me less generous. If...