Je suis…en silence

It was a protest without chants, a demonstration where the response to the call was only footfalls. The hundreds gathered in Atlanta, Sunday, to remember the 17 murdered around Paris, this week, marched in silence. Only the voices of the children calling for each other and their parents - "Gaspard," "Maman" - ruffle through the… Continue reading Je suis…en silence

Freedom and the assertion of the true self

We are all prisoners, bounded by the limits of our skin and our society. Anytime we take liberties with our self-determination, there's always someone to say we are being reckless, stupid, naive, brave. My own mother, may her memory be blessed, who felt the cold hand of murderous oppression at the hands of the Nazis,… Continue reading Freedom and the assertion of the true self