When you consume fire, you learn how to shine in even the darkest places

Heart of Stone

Two days ago, I went out to the yard to see a friend and I glanced down. On the ground amongst the gravel was a heart shaped stone. My thoughts: A sign! I quickly grabbed the stone and pocked it with shades of, I hope the police weren’t waiting to swarm the...

Re: Licking the Bowl

A time honored tradition that we all remember from when we were kids. Creeping into the kitchen as mom was cooking, looking around, but not wanting to get shoo’ed out for being the dreaded “in the way”. A break in the hub of activity as the mostly...

Enveloping the Eons

Once upon a time there was a boy. He had a rugged beard and icy blue eyes. For his whole life, he lived in a cave on the side of a mountain. In the morning, he would wake up, brush the sleep from his wild eyes and look for the colors of the rising sun. Watching as...

Thursday July 16th

I started class today by reading from Bryan’s book. I shared a story about a young man named Charlie who was sentenced to life in prison. Even though he was just a kid when it happened, Charlie was sentenced to die in prison for shooting his step-father George....

The Hidden Heart

Once upon a time there was a woman with wild hair and fire in her eyes. She lived in a little house built on the side of a mountain overlooking a crystal blue lake. In the morning she would wake up, brush the wild strands of sleepy hair behind her ear and listen for...

Just Mercy

I’ll just read a couple of pages… That’s what I told myself when I picked up Bryan Stevenson’s book. For me, this would be the third time reading it. My Mom told me she and a group of friends were reading Just Mercy for their women’s...