I can’t officially claim to be Native American. I have no tribal membership and people see “white” when they look at me. Yet I grew up believing that I had “indian bones” under my white skin. Looking at my father you can see his Native American blood, but he doesn’t have the official proof for…

I’ve thought about blogging on the violence in the Middle East… my great sense of sorrow… I just can’t seem to get past this overwhelming sense of futility…. of the cycle continuing… of the endless suffering… endless hate… I just don’t see it being resolved until the conversation moves away from the past… the “who…

Hmmm, well I’m not sure if I haven’t posted because I didn’t want to admit that the whole training thing didn’t work out. Although I’ve noticed that I’m not the only blogger who has failed to consistently post on their blog. Since my last post there have actually been a number of things that I’ve…