Life & Stuff

What Do You Believe In? Beliefs & The Importance of Faith

Today I wanted to talk about our beliefs and our faith. Capital F, Faith! Now, I am not a religious person. I don't follow the practices of any religion. I have family members who are Christians. I have friends who are Christian. I have had friends who are Muslim and Hindu, too. I do not… Continue reading What Do You Believe In? Beliefs & The Importance of Faith

Life & Stuff

Addicted Society: Things we don’t realise we’re addicted to

*I am not discounting "real" addictions. Addiction is serious, scary, and important to separate from other things. By 'addiction' in this post, I mean unhealthy dependency and obsession.* Food We can't stop eating. We socialise around food, talk about food. We eat when we're happy, sad, celebrating, angry, bored. We eat our feelings. We eat… Continue reading Addicted Society: Things we don’t realise we’re addicted to

Life & Stuff · Poetry

Powerlessness – a poem

Dry cracked palms pray - For better, better than this. Broken promises pierce pockets Pennies pouring into bottomless pits Foreigners found on shores - Imprisoned. Beautiful black men hands high Bloody. Same-sex Lovers lying in arms Denied. We plead. We pray. We play along... From high white thrones - They cackle. Monstrous men mighty. Footprints… Continue reading Powerlessness – a poem

Essays · Podcast & Videos

Do We Need to Categorise Ourselves with Labels? (podcast)

I provide a whistle-stop tour on our poor categorisation skills, how complicated the whole business can get, and share some ideas about perhaps scrapping it all together! Hank Green's video on Sexuality that I mentioned here Your identity will never be something you could write out on a sheet of paper, listing with words and… Continue reading Do We Need to Categorise Ourselves with Labels? (podcast)

Life & Stuff · Poetry

Black Lives Always Matter. Black History Always Matters. – poem

As February comes to a close, Making way for the coming of spring I want you to sing of the dead Black boys and black girls. Gospel and grace holds space for their names Their pain our pain forever ingrained In our hearts, our days, our future Untouched by their feet. Because Black lives always… Continue reading Black Lives Always Matter. Black History Always Matters. – poem