my freedom was a prayer request (this I know as fact)

this life a syncopated symphony illustrated in easy rhythms played throughout an average day the sound of rain a wind that blows that truest note sang out at precisely the right time it’s the feel of the pavement beneath my feet and the pleasant freshness of a lime a moving psalm a prayer request everyday a…

lessons in communion

“Mom let’s take a walk today.” It’s a common request in my house now. He asks this question so casually. Mostly it’s not even an question behind it the assumption that we will be walking. It’s only a matter of when and where.   Walking has been my solace since I was a little girl….

From EEG to Run DMC: Happy Monday to Me

  This morning I woke up and decided to put on makeup. At around 7:50am I looked in the mirror and thought, “Way to go good looking!” Snapped my fingers two times and concluded, “I should date.”   Not more than 2 and a half hours later I’d fielded 3 phone calls from my son…

The Case for Hogwarts (Raising a Wizard in this Muggle World)

My son is brilliant. I know most people believe their children are brilliant and bombard complete strangers with pictures and statuses about how their children’s brilliance outshines the brilliance of the average star…but my kid actually is. Trust me on this, I’m a professional. I know kids. They’re my genius. So with my genius kid…

Working From the Heart (A Lesson in Keeping It Real)

  When I was in college I was a part of this big time summer research project. I was triple excited about it because UM basically paid me to read books and write about them. I was like, “Read. Write. Money. Sign me up.” There was only 1 professor on campus at the time who…

Mama in the Hood or The Greatest Show On Earth

Today I told him, “There ain’t one dummy in this family! You Will NOT BE THE FIRST!” Mamahood is hard. It’s an ever vigilant watch over every detail of someone else’s life. Somedays I feel like a CEO in full possession of my team and lair. I delegate and shit gets done. On time. The…

Advice to a Young Miss On the Occasion of her Coming of Age

Today, I was speaking with one of my students about a ‘first’ she will experience this week after a traumatic loss. She responded to me, “I’m just trying to be strong.” I started a conversation with her with, “What If I told you I don’t want you to be strong?” As I went for my…