It’s worse than ever…our suspicion of one another, our fear of one another, and our hatred for one another. Those who could make a difference fan the flames. Those who profit from the division rake in the profits. You’d think we would learn from our mistakes. Or at least  listen to the prophets, past and present, who remind us that our perceived differences are just that — perceived. But, no. We continue down the road of persecution and self-destruction. I wrote this poem ove

The words in my heart weep. And the sadness is fueled by anger…anger that we do so little about so much, fear what we don’t understand, condemn those who are different and blame the poor for being poor. I could lash out but that would merely drive the angry dialogue. I could make a clear, concise argument for how we, as people, should change. But that only happens if individuals choose to evolve. At a loss for words, I opted to share photos from this week…pictures of this bea

It has been a struggle to put my feelings into words. For over two weeks, I have wanted to lash out at what I see as the opposition, condemn their actions, decry their ignorance, and shake my fist at their prejudice and violence. But I have only watched and listened. And there has been so much to see and hear. I take in the news first thing in the morning and have done so for over 25 years. As a business person, journalist, writer, and, now, teacher, it is what I should do. I

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