It was my second day full day away from Al-Khalil and as I left Jerusalem in my little rental car I felt something brewing inside, a little niggling feeling in the back of my head. Fear. I dismissed it as absurd - there was nothing to be afraid of (at least not anymore), yet as… Continue reading Fear on the Rocks
I first heard of Dorothy Day in the junior year of my bachelor's. My then professor not only had us read Loaves and Fishes but also brought us down to the local Catholic Worker house. I cannot begin to explain how that experience has changed my life. I would go on to be a Worker… Continue reading Why Dorothy Day is a #BAB
One of the many, many gifts that Israel and Palestine gave me was transitioning to a vegetarian diet. Since mid-November '16 I've stuck to a 99.9% vegetarian diet (you'll never take the crab legs away from me, NEVER!!!), and have experienced all the exasperating struggles that come with it. I have face palmed as the… Continue reading This Tasty Sum’bitch
This coming Sunday marks the one year anniversary of this epic man's death, and I wanted my first #BAMF/#mcm to honor him. The first time I saw Dan was on a news reel that captured the Catonsville 9 action. I sat in a darkened room, watching as these folks poured home made napalm on 340+… Continue reading Why Dan Berrigan is a #BAMF!
I have struggled to write this, both because of the extremity of the topic and because I do not have the words... I cannot write beautifully about this because there is nothing beautiful about it - only shock and horror. I have no words to describe the sound of a child being tortured - the… Continue reading The Sound of Pain
The lip of the river was carpeted in a bed of tender moss, enveloped in sharp edged bulrush and the stiff stalks of sea wheat. It was in this narrow pocket that I sat, watching the sunlight dance on the algae green waters of the Jordan River as it changed from early morning gray to… Continue reading Meditation on the Jordan