Why I Am Only Telling One Side of the Michael Brown Story
Aug26

Why I Am Only Telling One Side of the Michael Brown Story

As the days have drudged onward since the police shooting of unarmed black teenager, Michael Brown, in Ferguson, MO, I have been knowingly, overtly, and repeatedly telling a particular narrative as it surrounds the events involved.  So have many others. There has been a predictably large amount of pushback to this narrative coming in a variety of ways and from a variety of motivations, I suspect.  There is also a distinct commonality...

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From One Middle Class White Person to Another: Why We Struggle to Get It
Aug16

From One Middle Class White Person to Another: Why We Struggle to Get It

My social media feeds are abuzz this morning with a host of middle-class white folks who are aghast that there was a brief period of rioting/looting again yesterday in Ferguson.  Their sentiments are something like this: “They got what they wanted – for the Ferguson police to step down –  and they’re STILL rioting??!!” To those who find themselves thinking this sort of thing, I would like to suggest that you are catastrophically...

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Requiem for a Therapist: A Tribute to Robin Williams
Aug12

Requiem for a Therapist: A Tribute to Robin Williams

Like so many others, I was saddened to hear of the death of actor and comedian, Robin Williams that was made public today. To hear that his death was at the end of a life-long battle with depression that ended in suicide was an additional blow, both as a fellow sojourner with my own emotional and spiritual battles, and as a mental health therapist. In the development of my own therapeutic style, I learned a lot from my education, more...

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Making Sense of Death Is Living Life Wisely
May28

Making Sense of Death Is Living Life Wisely

On this Memorial Day, I found myself trying to make sense of death. Every time I hear the laughs and babbles of my infant son, I am struck that the term “infant” is from the latin infans, which means, essentially, “incapable of speech.” Yet, with gurgles and coos and nehs and wahs very present, he has a language all his own, and I am enthralled. It was the same way after the birth of my daughter, who just...

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