Tagged with Khara Scott-Bey

Homegrown Terrorism is the Battle Cry for Repentance

More Americans have been killed in the US by white male citizens, often white supremacists, than by any other domestic or foreign group.1 Well-armed with guns and hatred of Jews, Blacks and Muslims, these white Americans fight to regain a white and “christian”2 nation. It is accurate to say that our country was founded on … Continue reading

Nothing Lasts Forever

  Nothing lasts forever; No one lives forever. Keep that in mind, and love.* These words have danced through my head all spring. For the last few months, almost a dozen friends and family have experienced a traumatic, life changing event. Sometimes resulting in death, but more often in an event that will change them … Continue reading

Inside and Outside

Working for justice in the world begins on the inside. We live in a culture addicted to power, growth and control. While these elements affect each of us differently, depending on our race, class or gender (among other things), they ultimately influence us all. In order to step outside of injustice and into the Kingdom … Continue reading

What Do You Do? (Take 2)

I’ve always hated the question, “What do you do?” So rarely could I fit into the little boxes of traditional jobs that I feared were the only acceptable answers. And here I am in a month’s long quest to answer that very question for myself. At sixty, however, I am willing to create my own … Continue reading

Rising Up With a Little Kick-Ass Help

I know Nancy signed her name to this blog, but mind you she wouldn’t be speaking today if it wasn’t for me—Hectate. I’ve been at her side all her life, but she didn’t notice me.  She was sweet, nice and very helpful. A few years ago I took hold of her ovaries, woke her up … Continue reading

Eight-Eyed Steam Girl—That’s Me

I’ve already come out of the closet as someone who listens for the voices of my ancestors, the moon, rocks and water, and then writes down what I hear. So I suspect you won’t be surprised to find out that I take dictation from other voices, too. The process of listening for truths that lie … Continue reading

Roots and Writing

It matters where my words take root. I will write anywhere inspiration hits—on a street corner, in the bathroom or while riding (not driving) in a car. I regularly slip off to Alivar Coffeehouse a few blocks away to do a bit of editing or play with an idea. But when I’m writing about big … Continue reading

Death in a Season of Birth

The call came in the middle of the night—a shrill ring startling me awake from a dead sleep. It was Dad calling to tell me that my mother was “gone.” He couldn’t yet say the stark word “dead.” That call came twenty-seven years ago last week. This holiday, I heard of one death after another—Richard, … Continue reading

I’d Like to Thank the Academy

My favorite part of the Academy Awards is the thank you speeches.* I love watching someone take the stage amid cheers, take a deep breath and say a big grateful wow to all the work, support, energy and heart that led to that moment. I’m not sure I’ll ever be on an awards show, but … Continue reading

One Author’s Paradox

I want to live my values, yet so many of my choices are complex, multi-layered. I will never be able to avoid this paradox, but it is important to me to keep asking the questions, noticing my inconsistencies, always seeking to bring my values more in alignment with my actions. For example, I buy locally; … Continue reading