Intersections

After the birth of my first son, my whole world changed. And when I say my whole world, I genuinely mean every piece of my life was touched and transformed in one way or another.  When I reflect on it now, I recall it being breathtakingly beautiful – the breaking, the destroying, the exposing, the crumbling. I had never been emotionally and mentally deconstructed that way, and I found it invigorating. I know, rationally, that…

At the most basic level, when you strip away all the specifiers, identities, and labels, we are all one thing – human. As freeing as finding a resonating descriptive label can be, I believe we have gone too far. The homogeneous community we enter, all with those same specifiers, quickly shifts into a divisive cage, and the exits feel one-way, so we never leave – religion, politics, sexuality, to name a few. But there’s a…

The other week, my sons and I visited a smaller library in our area. The sections were closer together than we are used to, so I was able to peruse my sections while my sons played and explored in the kids’ area right by me. I came across the Harry Potter illustrated books and decided to check one out: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I’m now in the midst of rereading the…