It was my thirteenth birthday, exactly thirteen years ago today. The height of puberty and girl craziness. I had a party at my house full of junior high boys and girls. My darling mother Lynae spent a good portion of her day making me a delicious Baked Alaska birthday cake, or rather two of them. A Baked Alaska is an ice cream cake covered in meringue that you pour brandy over and then light on fire just as you serve it. My mother decided to use two very large baking bowls to set the cakes in. When they were finished she put the two domes of cake side by on a pan and covered them with meringue. My innocent mother accidentally brought a gigantic pair of flaming boobs out to a table full of thirteen year olds. It was the best birthday surprise ever.
Portrait by Tim Mikula "Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy." - Thomas Merton A recurring theme for me this year has been amplification. When you pile a significant amount of stress onto any individual or system the weaknesses are amplified. Whatever is festering at the core surfaces. Sometimes this amplification leads to revelation and healthy clarification while at other times it leads to a doubling down on misguided and unhealthy ways being in the world. We have witnessed this happening to us as individuals, families, organizations, social movements, political parties, nations, and really as an entire species. I have most definitely witnessed this in my own life. Many people have called 2020 an "apocalyptic year" and considering the original greek word " apokalypsis" means an “unveiling” or “revelation” I find this to be precisely suitable. As I have navigated this ye...
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