Love is the Absence of Judgement

The below picture was posted on a popular social media platform sometime today with the title, "LA's Union Station. One guy opened up his suitcase to help the other." As both a Catholic Worker and a human being, this picture fills me with hope. It reminds me that no matter how shitty things can be and… Continue reading Love is the Absence of Judgement


Il Fratturato Gesù e la Nonviolenza

'How do you define nonviolence?" - a prompt from my retreat in November. I contemplated this question between bites of cobb salad as I scanned the sweating bodies in the packed campus dining hall. The occupants at a narrow table near me caught my attention - a small, mousey haired girl on one side and… Continue reading Il Fratturato Gesù e la Nonviolenza


Meditations on Non-Violence to the Self.

There are three simultaneous aspects of non-violence: Non-violence to the self. Interpersonal Non-Violence Global Grassroots Non-Violence (Of course, these are not my own inventions but are borrowed from another's paradigm.) Simultaneous...occurring at the same time, which means they are interconnected. Which means they affect each other - both positively and negatively correlated. So...when does non-violence… Continue reading Meditations on Non-Violence to the Self.

Homelessness, Theology

Mercy on the Micro Level

“What do you think of when you’re confronted with the word Mercy?” a beloved professor asked as I walked briskly past her office one day. “I think of women.” Her face creased in thoughtfulness. “Why?” she ventured, her voice was lowered and for a fleeting moment I could see her as the inquisitive child she… Continue reading Mercy on the Micro Level


Krishna's Body

Admittedly, I'm an obstinate little shit with a predisposition to arrogance. Luckily, I'm surrounded by people who humbly take my arrogance in stride and don't call me on my bullshit - rather, they most graciously allow me to call myself out as I progress in my understanding. That being said, of course I didn't read… Continue reading Krishna's Body


Seize and Desist

'God, I hope she doesn't shit on me.' That was the stray thought that flitted through my mind like an alley cat as I held Calva's head off of the tiled floor. I was the first to see her eyes roll and her face contort into the ghoulish carnival mask that foretold of the oncoming… Continue reading Seize and Desist


Through the Eyes of Calpurnia

I had initially read To Kill a Mockingbird at the insistence of my 7th grade History teacher who had, with a wry smile, told me that I reminded her of Scout. Admittedly, the moral of the story was completely lost on my hormone addled brain, and I abandoned the story half-way through in favor of… Continue reading Through the Eyes of Calpurnia