Category: Relationships

To be Brave.

  By Dana Gornall I have a fear of heights. It’s not a crippling fear, like the kind where I can’t be in tall buildings or even go up in an airplane (although that in itself is another story), but my feet prefer to be as closely planted to the ground as possible. As a kid, even the monkey bars seemed daunting. While other children scaled them expertly, hand over hand, rung by rung, I felt drawn to the swing sets or would quietly wander off to the wooded section of the school playground in search of newly fallen...

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On Being Radical.

  By Jes Wright     “Compassion is the radicalness of our time,” ~ Dalai Lama It is a radical act to be compassionate. I don’t mean the explosive protesting acts of being radical, but the very act of going to our roots. After all, the word radical means roots. For so many of us, our roots are a twisted knot like a pea start left in a pot for too long, so we have to gently break loose the roots from the dark soil before transplanting. It’s any wonder if any of us with roots like that could...

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Oh-So-Awkward in Prison.

    By Marcee Murray King Any hours sitting in a prison are too many, but I still feel like I have spent far, far too many hours of my life here. There is the preparation for going: Clothes have to be loose enough, not revealing, no leggings, no underwire bras…a checklist to complete. Driving to prison and arriving to the razor wire and guard towers scares me, as does going through the visitor clearance, being searched and going through the metal detector. Passing through the heavy locking doors with the finality of the loud click as it closes...

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2015: A Time to Dance.

By Dana Gornall   I wasn’t always an introvert. There is a running joke in my family that when I was small, my dad just had to point to a designated space, call it a stage and I would gleefully run and stand in the middle of it and dance. Sure, I was shy by nature, but there was a part of me that craved at least a small fraction of the limelight. I have a memory that is cloudy—like one of those flashback montage’s you see in a sitcom—but the feeling left from it is still there and ever...

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What it Means to be a “Real Man.”

  By Ty Phllips It seems to be an ever more popular pastime to write or comment about what “real men” do. I am going to start this off by saying, “real men” don’t worry about what other “real men” do, because they are secure enough to not care what is or is not measured as being “manly.” You have to have a beard, you have to be over 6′ tall, you have to have tattoos, muscles, women, money, emotions, no emotions, be able to cry, never cry and blah, blah, blah. The list seems to be never ending...

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