the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

social justice

  • Today, that phrase from Hamilton, “America, you great unfinished symphony,” has been running through my head, as I am finally able to hear the music once again after a long, silent winter. As you all know, we voted on Tuesday. Then, we waited for votes to be counted. We waited as the White House – the… Read more

  • bringing back shelter.

    They’re crowded into the smallest spaces While outside all of nature cries It’s known to be cruel and unfair But there is no place to hide Oh I’ve seen a part of people that I never Really want to share Oh I’ve seen a part of people that I never Knew was there Shelter give… Read more

  • oh, how we will miss you, RBG.

    My word, what a day. Many people will be writing about Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg in the coming days – often with more information and insight than I have, I’m sure. . . but I cannot imagine talking about anything else right now. Since the breaking news appeared on my phone, I have been sitting,… Read more

  • protecting our girls.

    There are moments that the words don’t reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down. . . — It’s Quiet Uptown, Lin-Manuel Miranda   On Wednesday, Daisy… Read more

  • A few nights ago, I went to sleep after a lovely day with my family that also came with some terrible news in my city and state and a somber day in my spoonie community. At the same time, my body was exhausted from a gnarly flare that Just. Won’t. Quit. I’m improving from my… Read more

  • There are so many things I love about the being from – and living in – the South. . . My state, Alabama, is the home of Harper Lee and F. Scott Fitzgerald, the birthplace of To Kill A Mockingbird and The Great Gatsby The northern part of my state features the beginning of the Appalachian mountain range… Read more

  • In a few days, on June 16th, it will have been 76 years since George Stinney Jr. was murdered at the hands of the state and the racist people of Alcolu, South Carolina. He was 14 years old at the time. His story has inspired several works of fiction, including The Green Mile, but I… Read more

  • In these broken times, I am clinging to John 14:27 so desperately right now. Peace I leave you; my peace I give you. I do not give you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. – John 14:27 NIV Everything in the news, from riots to… Read more

  • crossing the lines.

    Across the lines Who would dare to go Under the bridge Over the tracks That separates whites from blacks Choose sides  Run for your life Tonight the riots begin On the back streets of America They kill the dreams of America Little back girl gets assaulted Ain’t no reason why Newspaper prints the story And… Read more

  • world on fire.

    So, while my baby boy has been a health crisis, it also feels in the past days as if the world is caught up in an awful hateful fire too. And I have to say some things. Tragedy Strikes Saturday afternoon, news broke of a white supremacist shooter, who had just turned 21, who drove… Read more