I was the Lumber Jack size of a man with his toes on the precipice just a stone’s throw away from you. My toes were nearly hanging over, which meant my belly extended even further over the edge. The other side – that place beyond the chasm where I wanted to be – wasn’t all … Continue reading Was that you I saw standing on the edge?
Could it be that formalized charity actually prevents us seeing and acting on collective possibility? I don’t mean charity in the classic sense of loving and caring for one another. I mean organized charity, institutional charity which by its very nature separates those who set out to help others and the others who are seen as needing … Continue reading Does Charity Prevent Collective Possibility?
Cross posted at http://www.vibrantcommunities.ca Years back, I hung out for a time most days at a Robin’s Donut Shop. I was self-employed in those days and started each morning with a coffee (Robin’s was better than Tim’s) and a read of the paper. The owners of the small shop were Maggie and Tony, a pleasant … Continue reading Racism Doesn’t Just Go Away