a story of uprooted identity and palm trees

A Story Of Uprooted Identity

Sometimes, I can’t help but feel sorry for uprooted trees, even if they are simply waiting for a plant lover to put them in a more permanent place. Trees are wired to root deeply into things, and having such roots exposed and unattached seems like it would be a scary and raw thing.

I mean, if trees had feelings. Continue reading “A Story Of Uprooted Identity”

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Acting Like Jesus in the Age of Internet Trolls

I’m a writer, and therefore, used to digital criticism, insults, and the occasional threat. Continue reading “Acting Like Jesus in the Age of Internet Trolls”

bold as lions

lions to fight and mountains to climb

I’ve stood on a battlefield, staring down a roaring lion, glimpsing the mountains in the background. I’ve stood in that moment and realized that there’s a fight to be had and a long trek ahead.

And that’s before I even opened my eyes to turn off the agitating alarm telling me to begin the day. Continue reading “lions to fight and mountains to climb”