Do you ever feel like a trapped animal in a cage, I asked. Response: Every single day. In retrospect, that wasn't the best way to communicate what my body was telling me. My body was telling me I was two... Read more →

In 1999 my dad planted a tree. He marched himself into the forest and carefully selected a mostly straight sapling. It was a yellow maple, not to be confused with a sugar maple because it turns yellow, not red in... Read more →

This is a horrible untruth: 'The greatest form of taking, is refusing to receive.' I consider myself fortunate in my belief that I cannot begin to imagine what the greatest form of taking looks or feels like, but it sure... Read more →