My husband and I live in Tennessee, on the edge of Memphis. One of our friends had a sign up in his yard, one of those that says, We believe: science is […]
Let us remember: one book, one pen, one child, and one teacher can change the world. –Malala Yousafzai
Establishing lasting peace is the work of education; all politics can do is keep us out of war. –Maria Montessori
Ten steps to help non-Black activists disrupt and diamante systematic racism through the power of conversation.
I’ve spent almost a decade of my life on Facebook. Now, I think, it’s time to change my online presence.
I am a writer, and I am drowning in time. I am actually drowning in different types of time, and I don’t know, really, which is first, or more important, or more […]
I am living on two levels these days. Or, I should say, these days more than I ever used to. On one level, I’m sitting on the couch, typing on my computer, […]
We’re in that weird space between last week’s election and next week’s day of Thanks. And in that middle space, we’ve all had to face some uncomfortable feelings about our nation, our […]
I’ve been a nasty woman since before I was even born. When my bleeding-heart liberal, over-educated parents discovered that they were going to spawn a little girl, they decided to give her […]
Fiction By Elizabeth Searle The thing about Hinckley, thing about Hinckley, thing about Hinckley. Kennedy jogged up Goldust, past white-bright stucco walls, his shadow long in afternoon sun. Sun Mommy would NOT […]