for such a time as this

Image from Huffington Post As an American citizen, the bulk of my education revolved around our country's history. We started at the beginning--or at least, what we were told was the beginning: Christopher Columbus discovers America. The Pilgrims come for religious freedom.  Did you know they became friends with the Native Americans on Thanksgiving?! Soon … Continue reading for such a time as this

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Art, Activism, & Apathy

I was once told that I have emotions seeping out of every pore in my body. It doesn't take a plethora of scientific studies to prove that artists are sensitive (though many studies have). At risk of sounding incredibly cliche, I find my own sensitivity to be a blessing and a curse. If you are … Continue reading Art, Activism, & Apathy

Change the World, One Step at a Time

For every tragedy or major political event, I spend hours reading the news. Headlines and Twitter threads become my bedtime story; my heart breaks for people I will never meet, and they become my prayer. And so often, that's where it ends. I whisper kind words and send happy thoughts out into the universe, and … Continue reading Change the World, One Step at a Time

March On, Sisters

This post was inspired by Samantha Chaffin's blog post about the Women's March in LA. The title is not meant to exclude the wonderful men or gender non-conforming people who attended marches, and I love each and every one of you who showed up to support the cause. November 8, 2016:  Election Day. It's finally … Continue reading March On, Sisters

Don’t Read Rita Skeeter (or, Beware of Fake News)

I am not a journalist, but I have always loved newspapers. How could I not? After all, I had learned about newspapers from one of my favorite people in the entire world: my father. Every morning, without fail, Dad would drink his cup of coffee and read the paper. He'd stop reading to give me … Continue reading Don’t Read Rita Skeeter (or, Beware of Fake News)

Land of the Free

My first real introduction to politics was the year 2000. I was eight years old. Our teacher had just given a lesson about the two presidential candidates: George W. Bush and Al Gore. He then handed us a worksheet with a short, kid-friendly version of each candidate's platform. I didn't know anything about those two men, … Continue reading Land of the Free