Perspective

An Umbrella of Perceptions

Who knows what is in the minds of men today when they see or hear the word, “freedom”? That one word seems to have taken on so many meanings though they may be only ‘sub-titles’ for a greater concept of what it means to be free. The word…

Truth and Musings by Faeez van Doorsen

Comrades, What matters is holding close the knowledge that hatred only lasts for as long as love will allow. What matters is that there’s a revolution around the bend and if we falter now, we’ll incur regrets that spare no room for solace. What matters is that we…

Losing the Shackles: Getting Free

All of our lives we’ve been told of the freedoms we have by being Americans. Freedom of speech, religion, to bear arms, press, etc. It is only when we get to be middle-aged that we realize we haven’t taken advantage of the most important freedoms promised by American…

Same Script, Different Cast

Over a year now, I believe, when we in the United States began to be pulled into a long, continuous story of outrage – every statement, behavior or past exploit by a certain public figure more distasteful than its precedent. Depending upon one’s level of emotional intelligence, or…

Reflections…on family, fathers, and soft landings

Meet my father Nathaniel (Jake) Box, my nephew, Kelley Hudson, Shawna Young, and my uncle, Leotis (Red) Box Shawna’s graduation Battle Creek Central High School, June 1995 As Father’s Day approaches, the debate intensifies about Missing-In-Action fathers. Deadbeat dads. What useful nugget can I add to the conversation…

Hello World: Memories of My Father

Hello World, These musings are dedicated to my family’s memories of my father and his love of bright sunshine, children, poetry, art, flowers, and trees. Math I always thought that my father was the smartest person I knew. He freely and cheerfully offered his expertise about issues ranging…

Goin’ In: Witnessing Youth Jump Overboard

 I believe that our life experiences are cyclical and I believe unresolved problems often return to us cleverly disguised as something else.  I’m particularly fond of the Sankofa bird. It is one of the sixty-three Adinkra symbols of the Akan people of West Africa. Sankofa is a bird…

Look in the Mirror

“My son. Don’t compare yourself with other boys. You are different.” Dear Dad, I would like you to know that Everything you wanted to say but couldn’t; Every tear you cried behind closed doors; Every call you never picked up because you couldn’t; Every thought that you had…

Row: Reflexion

Hearing the word or saying the word sets my mind on a whirlwind of its own making. What am I thinking about? Gee, I don’t know! The images in my mind are traveling so fast I barely recognize one before another pops into my ‘mental’ view. Perhaps, only…