I was listening to Glennon Doyle’s podcast this morning and something she said really struck me like a fly ball to the chin. It wasn’t even the main point of what she was talking about, or maybe it was since it’s what became lodged in my brain, but it rattled me in a way I …
Today marks 40 days of living in my personal Ark in Harlem. I've been keeping a quarantine journal to document this weird time and this morning, I thought about Noah. I wrote about him in "Sunday School for Sinners & Saints" but today, I feel like Noah is me. And you. Perhaps this is what …
“Watch the goat!” my friend Ally screamed as we came around the bend. We were riding the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad at Disneyland and at a specific bend in the track, there’s an animatronic goat with a stick of dynamite in his mouth. Lore among Disney-People says if you focus your eyes on the goat …
For the past few months, I’ve been battling a sneaky depression that’s been playing hide-and-seek in my consciousness. It’s popped up on its own accord and despite my best attempts at playing whack-a-mole to send it back from whence it came, it just doesn’t work that way. The first time I really recognized what depression …
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Ryan Brinson 