Wanted to share some upcoming events both immediate and not-too-distant before they become further discombobulated in my brain: First, I am headed to L.A. this week for a quick  24-hour visit to tape a talk show about sexual assault. I…

Ok, so, it’s Africa hot in my shoebox apartment, and I’m pretty sure I am dehydrated. Perfect time to compose a profound missive, yes? When I last left you, I was telling you about my big plans to be bold…

Wanted to post this audio clip from an impromptu interview I was looped into on Friday, Dec. 28. A producer from BBC Radio reached out to me to talk with other anti-sexual violence advocates from around the globe on a…

A quick note to say I am deep in thought about 2013 and how I can improve this blog. Clearly, it’s time for a facelift and perhaps, some guest interviews, invited opinion pieces and – gasp! – video content. It’s been two…

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding … … It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and…

Ever have one of those days where an unexpected blessing just about knocks you over with wonder at the concept of timing? Yesterday was exactly that kind of day. I was in NYC when one of my dearest friends texted…

Blame the gentle glow of my holiday lights and the scent of pine for this brief post, but some thoughts have been rattling about in my head. These thoughts began with the annual tree lighting in the center of town…

[Editor’s Note: The following post was largely assembled in my head while driving from Denver to Phoenix on an impromptu trip home last Sunday.] When I last left you, I was experiencing some anxiety about returning to my alma mater for…

Just a quick note to share. I stumbled upon a pretty little song that, at first listen, I breezed by on my iPod. And now, I am totally charmed by it. It’s called “Walt Grace’s Submarine Test, January 1967″ by John…

I wanted to get this post in before Hurricane Sandy cuts my electricity and my contact with the outside world. Also, I needed to get this out of my brain so I’ll stop exhausting myself. Last week’s graduation was followed…