SAM Frida

Saw this quote from Bayard Rustin today: “To be afraid is to behave as if the truth were not true.” It stopped me in my tracks. I’m not trying to preach or teach here, just thinking out loud. We all say we want honesty, from politics to friendships. But I catch myself...

https://youtu.be/GWHTIa07M40?feature=shared I can't shake this feeling anymore'Cause I lost my mind againSomehow I knew I shouldn't ask for moreYou fill my soul with happiness Everything is better, we're together every step of the wayEverything is better, we're...

The way I see it, the obsession with instant gratification doesn’t just come from end-users. It’s baked into the registrars and hostinga companies themselves. Everywhere you look, there’s a race to pack in more features, slap on new pricing tiers, and throw layers of...

Ever notice how much of life is a play, with everyone reading from a script nobody actually believes in? We stand in line to fill out forms nobody reads. We sit in meetings to discuss things everybody already decided. We say “let’s circle back” when what we mean is...

If we trace many of the world’s problems, they lead back to people who climb to power through performance rather than connection — hungry for control, blind to the humanity of others. What if schools taught something different? Imagine if every child, no matter where...

Watching Chief of War on Apple TV shifted something in me. It’s more than a story about the Hawaiian Islands—it’s a reminder of what integrity and moral compass look like when they live inside a people, not inside written laws. The Hawaiians didn’t need a rulebook to...

Culture. Expectations. Diagnoses written in ink that never quite fit. Sometimes a single human being is pressed into shapes they never chose—called anxious, depressed, difficult, sensitive—when perhaps they were simply wired differently, perhaps autistic, perhaps just...

Here’s what I’m learning lately: if I pause, step back from my ego, and simply listen, everything changes. For me, the challenge has been triggers—the old wounds that resurface in conversations. I’ve noticed that if I don’t manage the story in my head, those triggers...

When tragedy strikes close to home—when children are killed in our towns, our schools—our grief is rightfully loud. Headlines flash, vigils are held, tears are shared across screens. It feels like the world stops. And yet, when children are killed elsewhere—in Gaza,...