Understanding

  • Unity

    Unity is the magic pill. But unity does not look like shaming the broken. Hear it. It is this, my truth, I speak. Continue reading

  • Hope and Peace

    What do I see when I see two sides at war? I see the middle of it all. I see the hurt of both parties, and though I tend to take the side of whoever seems to have the most… Continue reading

  • Bullies and Paradox

    Fragile would be an excellent word to describe me in the face of the western world’s bullying culture. I’ve been hearing the same internal whisper over and over for the past few weeks: fortify, Brooke, fortify, says the quiet voice,… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 30. War

    Dear sweet love, give me a word. Whisper me back when I drift into the clouds above the sorrow. For the days are long, and the world is at war without seeing or knowing it. But I see. I know.… Continue reading

  • Bread-loaf

    I see, now, that my truth will never be yours. And your truth will never be mine, because we are two seperate grains in the bread-loaf of life. But we are the same in some ways. We are both the… Continue reading

  • The Journey to Shine

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun replied, glancing over his shoulder at the beautiful, shining friend who sat so solemnly beside him. He continued to dangle his fishing line over earth. Soon, he knew, the daytime of the south would chomp. ‘I… Continue reading