Archive: Narratives
My second year of university, I started a Pagan student group. This is the story of its beginnings and continued growth as part of a diverse and tolerant religious community. Published in
If: a journal of spiritual exploration.
In Findhorn, I learned that facing mortality can bring new meaning to an activist's work.
Story of my failed emigration attempt of 2002, finally answering all the people who asked, what happened?
I returned to Scotland to celebrate the New Year and to prove that my experiences had been real. In reconciling the past, I caught a glimpse of the beautiful future waiting for me.
Report-back from the International Women's Day peace march in Washington, DC.
Report-back from the massive peace march in New York City, part of the largest political demonstration in history.
At my first major political demonstration, I discovered not only a beautiful community of activists, but the dancer I'd always wanted to be.
The house I shared with five others was cold and fragmented, until the introduction of a chihuahua who didn't understand closed doors.
My first big American political demonstration, dancing a new world to life in the streets of San Francisco.
