In 2012 I lit my first candle. I’m not Catholic. I grew up in the Nation of Islam, Mosque No. 7C. I left the Nation during my sophomore…Continue readingLighting Candles
Last month I met a Parisian woman in her 90s. We have become rather friendly. She speaks to me only in French, and I struggle to make sense…Continue readingOld and New
Today I decided to let my feet take to unfamiliar paths. It was warm. The first warm day in many days. With my comfy baskets (sneakers) and a…Continue readingThe Soul of My Footsteps
Today is the last day of campaigning before Sunday’s election. Things have been tense, and what happened yesterday is adding more uncertainty. Ironically, last night I was out…Continue readingDo You Trust Me?
I’m back in Paris for the upcoming election. This past November, after the U.S. election, I knew I had to return to Paris for what is shaping to…Continue readingThe Lost Period
I’ve been contemplating whether or not to publish the following post. While language is beautiful, it is also frightening. Words strung together don’t always convey an author’s true…Continue readingPersistent Resistance
Reality TV is ruling the world. No, I’m not talking about the new President of the United States. Well, okay, maybe I am, but we’ll get to that…Continue readingOur Reality
