Let me start at the end: I do not miss you. I do not long for you. I do not love you in the way I once did, and I do not desire to build new love with you. I have been hurt by you, and I know I hurt you as well. I know … Continue reading A Letter to the Men I Have Loved
I was standing in line at the airport security point, coming back from the Salt Collective’s weekend away in San Diego, and I got to chatting with the men in line in front of me who were in town for an international psychiatry conference. We were trying to figure out which line was the fastest … Continue reading If You’re Waiting to Be Calm…
I spent Tuesday at the state capitol, lobbying for arts funding in Minnesota. I was with a group of friends and coworkers, and as we were walking in to the large auditorium, I wondered whether I was going to see my former partner, himself a theater artist in town, who works for a statewide theater … Continue reading Emotional Fatigue is Physical Fatigue
Bodies are where I find hope. Self-care isn’t just a trend, it’s an actual source of healing and comfort.
Or during a commercial break watching the returns, keep it open in your browser as an antidote to all the Facebook and news updates. You need to vote, but you don’t need to be stressed.
If I get to use the heaps of privilege that I have to make a difference, bringing this movement to the mat and to my students is what I can do.