Never again will I take fresh, breathable air for granted. The relentless fires along America’s West Coast serve as another reminder of how interwoven we are on this planet. When the rain finally came to clear out the air here in Portland, I could also think more clearly about my “Reframing the Apocalypse” post from last week. It motivated me to direct my energy toward supporting two top-rated organizations: Americares and The Union of Concerned Scientists.
The Black Lives Matter protests in Portland are nearing 80 nights of activism. And as described in last week’s post, Hogwarts Meets Portland, the protests have been relatively peaceful since…
“Do you think it’s possible that humans will ever evolve beyond war?” I asked, casually sprawled on the dorm lobby sofa. Mike’s response was a swift, flat-out “No.” “Not even…
Do you ever have dreams so visceral that it takes a while to get grounded in reality once you wake up? When I was about 13 years old, one particular…
Last week’s post explained how a new symbol — the doughnut — would promote a better way to measure economic success. It’s undeniable that we need to put ourselves on…
A vicious catch-22 frustrates the hell out of me, particularly as a mother of daughters: we need more leaders who are women and people of color, but this doesn’t happen…