Oct 9, 2022A nondual sort of goodReflections on the Metamodern Spirituality Fall Retreat & Residency I love procrastinating. I will not pretend it is a plague unto my mind when it is in fact, my saving grace. When I make promises as difficult to fulfil as “I’ll read your 30 page paper (one amongst thousands) and…Metamodernism8 min readMetamodernism8 min read
Sep 20, 2022System as spirit, body as hostVisions for a post-woke method of social engagement — Some recent happenings in the Metamodern Spirituality group led by my friend and colleague Brendan Graham Dempsey, host of the Metamodern Spirituality podcast and the Metamodern Spirituality retreat, inspired me to explore this subject. When a member of the group, whom I shall refer to as “Icarus” (name changed to…Woke11 min readWoke11 min read
Mar 3, 2021Should We Be Checking Our Privilege — Or Thanking It?Wanna talk about white privilege? Sure. Or perhaps the conversation is a little too centred around the ‘social capital’ of being white, and not enough around the privilege one must have to even be having these kinds of conversations — and how beneficial and positive that actually is. Perhaps we…Social Justice4 min readSocial Justice4 min read
Feb 18, 2021Bodies Without Organs: Are You Dead Inside, Or Just A Different Kind Of Alive?Recently I was telling a mentor of mine that I was feeling ‘dissociative’ lately, but that I didn’t mind being in this state. In fact, I’ve come to enjoy it a bit – yet I felt as if there was something wrong about this newfound pleasure. He told me that…Depression4 min readDepression4 min read
Feb 18, 2021Yemoja, Mother of Waters, Enters the Basement UnannouncedOn a cosmic level, I’m probably here to help my uncle confront the unavoidable chaos of reality that he continuously bypasses. On a human level, I’m just a massive pain in the ass. My uncle has MS, which means I have to lift the 10 gallon bottles of spring water…Chronic Illness3 min readChronic Illness3 min read
Feb 4, 2021A Man Holding a Knife‘You’re too funny,’ he says, the skin around his eyes wrinkling in accompaniment of a Dionysian grin. ‘I can’t handle it. I have to kill you.’ I grab my sides, shaking with laughter. ‘Oh god yes, please,’ I say, leaning against the kitchen wall. …Fiction2 min readFiction2 min read