There is always power when we confess our sins as a community, when we take the road of repentance together as we seek to be restorers of the world around us. O Lord, we come before your throne with broken hearts and weary spirits. We grieve the loved ones we have lost during this pandemic. We … Continue reading a confession for our times
I didn't know I was upset until I was halfway through the woods. I started my walk like I usually do, face mask wrapped tight over my mouth and nose, headphones pressed to my ears, the Chi-Lites my soundtrack as I jaunted towards the Wallenberg Forest. I pried the headphones off as I left the … Continue reading the questions you don’t ask
Celé Beauty closed down, and I almost didn't notice. I've made that walk down Heath Ave, past the elementary school, past the Target and onto the 225th Street train stop everyday for almost 5 years, yet it took me four days to see the "CLOSED" signs slapped onto the windows of the beauty store-now-turned-Footlocker. The … Continue reading quarantine meditation two: distancing
I reflect on 5 years in NYC and the silences I'm thankful for.
A motley combination of Buzzfeed personality quizzes, neatly filled-in coloring books, and anecdotes from my childhood Sunday School teacher (who told me I always requested to sit in a chair instead of on the ground with the other kids so I wouldn't get my dress dirty) inform me that I am, in fact, a perfectionist. … Continue reading buried talents
“They carried all they could bear, and then some, including a silent awe for the terrible power of the things they carried.” ― Tim O'Brien, The Things They Carried I sat on the shore, looking out at the Atlantic, and I didn't really know what had brought me there or what I had brought with me. I had … Continue reading the things we carry
"It was during the war." Lita spoke into the darkness of her room as I sat on the bed next to her, a rare moment of communion amidst the business of both of our lives. My grandmother continued: "In Europe, Jews were being kicked out, and the U.S. was refusing to take any of them … Continue reading the stranger
Sometimes the change that is most evident isn't the one most needed--or even the one already in motion.
"You keep stopping." Ms. Youshiura, my piano teacher of 3 years, nodded towards my fingers, which had stuttered to a halt after messing up the third movement of Clementi's Sonatina Op. 36 in C Major--for the fifth time. Taking in another shuddery wet breath (I was on the verge of tears by this point), I … Continue reading play it through
The city was no exotic landmark for any of us homegrown New York surburbanites, but we still all scrambled for bus seats as we headed to New York City for our high school Fashion Design field trip. We were seniors, caught in that giddy sort of post-exams state, knowing graduation and all that lay beyond … Continue reading blacklisted