I was reminiscing lately as I was finishing up the final touches to my life story, River of Jade. I had always imagined I was going to retire as a teacher, a profession I loved for almost twenty-five years. Someone once said that there are two important moments in our lives: The day we are

I imagine we will all remember 9/11, the assassinations of the Kennedys and Martin Luther King, Jr., the election of President Barack Obama and the shocking embarrassment of Donald Trump’s election, the Parkland shootings, George Floyd, the anti-Asian violence and the physical and emotional trauma of the pandemic, January 6th, and so many other tragic

When I saw the first pictures of the young children of Uvalde who were killed and then the one of a young girl crying uncontrollably by herself, I found myself thrown back to another time when I, too, felt so alone… lost in the inextricable terror of that moment when you know that someone you

That is an important question I have pondered over for the last thirty-five years. I don’t believe that there’s any one answer or a perfect reason for all whites. I do believe that what is significant, though, is to look at the underlying emotions that might contribute to their fear and apprehension when the subject

In the beginning of one of my Mindful Facilitation Workbooks is this quote I wrote: We are really only one question away from being connected; from learning about one another’s journey. And that one question only comes about when we are willing to be open to hearing another truth outside our own. If we are

Lots of feelings came up for me this morning as I was watching the ending to the film, Castaway with Tom Hanks. The ending is so touching as he has to let go of the woman he loved and their dreams of being together…a lot like my journey of trying to come back after my

Each year, at this time, we are inspired by the possibilities of yet another beginning. Yet, if we have not learned from our past, then we are doomed to repeat the same mistakes. It has now been over thirty-five years that I have been doing diversity work and making films on racial and gender issues.

Just saying seventy-five years old is pretty daunting, let alone a bit startling. Sometimes the looks on some people’s faces are: REALLY? or damn, you sure don’t act like it! The latter of which I’m not too sure how to interpret. The truth be told, I never thought I’d make it this far. I always

I was once asked what it was like these past thirty-five years doing workshops on diversity, and my first thought was being “in the eye of the storm.” I remember our instructor for family therapy once telling us in graduate school that every semester he would ask his class to raise their hands if they