The Aesthetic of Harm
My siblings and I were having a discussion earlier this week that reminded me of a class I took years…
Reflections for a Slow and Sacred Life: Finding Stillness, Meaning, and Presence in a Hurried World.
My siblings and I were having a discussion earlier this week that reminded me of a class I took years…
There are violences so intimate, so veiled in familiarity, that they rarely register as violence at all. They appear not…
There is something to be said for the “civility” of “polite” society. Those who claim membership are proud of their…
A Reflection on Violence in Our Language There is a peculiar irony to the fact that the very tool we…
A Reflection on When Power Slips Its Mask There is a certain grandeur in power when it stands clothed in…
Stewardship, Surrender, and the Grace of Letting Go It is a peculiar experience, the moment one realises that real power…
On Embodiment, Identity, and Who Gets to Take Up Space Some years ago, I attended a keynote lecture at a…
A Reflection on Quiet Resistance and the Strength of Small Acts History, we are told, is written by the victors.…
A Reflection on The Performance of Power in Public Life The first time I stood at a podium, I felt…
A Reflection on Power in Institutions and the Illusion of Inclusion There’s a particular sort of meeting that every institution…