Last weekend, August 20, was the anniversary of Carleton Cannon‘s death. The last three years have passed exceptionally quick. Perhaps that is where the balance is with Grief. On one hand, when Grief visits, she brings excruciating painful loss while on the other hand, as time passes, those moment by moment times when you are completely
Dear Vandals, If you need to spray paint what your heart is feeling, perhaps you should consider a different form of self expression. May I suggest that as the feelings surrounding your fears of inadequacy and self-loathing come from learned behavior as you have been growing up? Our society is very confusing about how we
“When communities experience fear, harassment and brutality simply because of who they are or how they look, we are failing as a nation. In light of the recent events in Missouri, it is clearer than ever that there is something profoundly wrong in our country.” These are the first words from Human Rights Campaign and
Grief comes to not only torture, but to nurture the one thing ripped from your body when someone dies. Grief comes to nurture Love.
In a recent editorial in the LGBT Weekly, Stampp Corbin, the publisher, skewers one of his regular columnists for recent statements made by Nicole Ramirez. While I have been on the chew toy end of the Nicole puppy drivel, the recent public “spanking” by the publisher certainly made me cringe. Though I am no fan of
Images and events as a child impact our thinking for much of our lives. Our personal interpretation of events can shape the way we interact, empowering us or hampering us as we pursue goals, chase dreams and engage life. As a child, personal events certainly helped to shape my life. When I was young,
Pope Benedict said on Saturday the Catholic Church could not accept gay marriage and urged young people to root out evil in society and shun a “lukewarm” faith that damages their Church. The 84-year-old pope ended the third day in his homeland with a rally telling young people, “The world in which we live, in