America 250
Celebrating the United States’ 250th anniversary, fact versus fiction.
Celebrating the United States’ 250th anniversary, fact versus fiction.
The first attempts in the ongoing process of perfecting the union
Instead of celebrating Juneteenth, maybe we should be talking about how to make things right in Texas and every state for American descendants of slavery.
And the Afro-Mestizo emancipator who opened the door to Mexico for enslaved people
What is life without kindness, respect, and love?
So this is where the United States is now?
Chapter 14 (in its entirety) from OHF’s latest anthology, “Fieldnotes on Fortitude,” recounting the power and historic successes of peaceful demonstrations.
“How do I love my neighbor who is an ICE agent? Who works for the FBI and is covering up the actions in Minneapolis? Who serves in Congress to suppress the outrage of the American people?”
On life as an urban NDN struggling to be more “Indianer” than you
About the new book by Our Human Family, the themes, who wrote for it, and why it’s the book for times such as these that you didn’t know you needed.
Oppression and White Supremacy in America
From OHF WEEKLY Vol. 4 No. 31 On the celebrated life of the Reverend Canon Dr. Nelson Wardell Pinder, a man many would call the father of the civil rights movement in Central Florida.
It takes more than simply hiring someone to address issues within an organization. It takes a top-down commitment to be part of that change.
What do you do when they cross the line?
OHF WEEKLY, Vol. 5 No. 34: Editor’s letter on allyship, racial equity, racism, and inclusion; plus a quote by Iyanla Vanzant.
Holding on from here to there; between light and dark days…is hope enough or should we even sing that hymn when our days are too often exhausting, broken and breathless?
What will it take for people see the injustice in our “justice” system? Must a person experience something to understand how wrong it is? Will that ever happen?
“Where can we find light in this never-ending shade?” –Amanda Gorman
We may be oppressed, but we have power to improve the world
Who am I? Why do you only see outlines—why can’t you see more of me? You get to pick and choose what little you wish to see, but the pain and misperceptions hurt all of me
Hope is a delicate seed that must be nourished by the entire community to flourish; but what happens when it is not? And can we afford to let it keep withering across America?