Melting Pot

Commonality

I broke off with a Doctor whom I dated for 3.67 months when I was in London. The on again, off again kept on for several years. Nearly a decade later I decided to fly this person down to see how much of that “love” was alive. I…

Goin’ In: The Integration of Shaker Heights

As the world makes its way to understanding diversity, it is slowly shifting, changing.  Through social media we have the opportunity to document recent history and to timeline our growth.  This documentation enables us to chart our course for acting like we ought to — with understanding, respect, and peace. A…

“Change Gonna Come”

This year I turn 65. It’s official. I’m old. Some days I feel it, others, nope. Regardless it’s true. 65 is old. Some days I don’t care.  Other days, I’m resentful. Yet when I hold my first born grandson Rhodes Wilder, I’m glad! Grandmothers should be old, and…

A Loving Evolution

  Once, when I was about nine, I asked Mom if she and Daddy loved each other. I’ll never forget her response. She retorted matter-of-factly, “If we didn’t love each other, how would you all be here? We didn’t just pluck you guys off the side of the…

Blood On My Hands

I was a sophomore in college traveling home from the Easter Spring break when I lost the last vestige of my inherent racism. Traveling with my wife and friends, it was late at night when we happened upon a single car accident on a desolate country road in…

Trials And Tribulations

If life were a friend, I’d question her loyalty. She has this way about her; this annoying and inconvenient need to teach lessons you didn’t even ask to learn. Then she disguises them as this thing they call “trials and tribulations.” So you trick yourself into thinking there’s…

Goin’ In: “We Who Believe in Freedom Cannot Rest”

What more can be said about the travesties of injustice that set American souls on fire in 2014?  We were familiar with deaths by the hands of gangs and criminals. We saw this almost daily. What grasped our hearts was the racial profiling we witnessed, the police brutality, the ultimate…

Sat Chit Anand

In India, Gandhi’s name is everywhere! He looks on under layers of dust at government officials accepting bribes. At busy intersections his statues are forced to witness traffic jams and road rage. He was my hero by default for school essays. No exam paper was complete without a…

Guiding Lights Of My Life

Spiritual Light has taken many forms and served many purposes throughout my life. It is my most faithful friend and companion. At times this Light is a beacon of hope standing tall upon a mountain guiding me through the trials and struggles that come with the gift of…

Walk In The Light

My extended family is a great joy to me. My maternal grandfather was half black, my paternal grandmother full Croatian, my husband half German-Austrian-Russian Jew and my children… the most beautiful mixture of All Things Wondrous! Fusing all these various cultures and traditions became a life long journey…