...for what I think about it.
Osama bin Laden is with God. God, who loves him more than he hated others. God, who loves him more than others hated him. God, who loves us more than we could ever imagine, despite what we do to one another.
Rest in peace with your God and ours.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
All of Us
Global Youth Connect changed my life, making an opportunity available to me to understand something bigger than myself in a way no other organization has ever done before.
The people I met, Rwandan and American, are truly lifelong friends who inspire me on a weekly basis to keep my heart open to all souls and to...never stop working on behalf of the oppressed...never stop examining my own life and attempting to do better...to be a better example of humanity in my actions, words, thoughts and beliefs.
During this time of mourning and memory in Rwanda, and this time on earth when we all need hope, I thank God (and Jesse Hawkes) for making GYC a hopeful, hardworking entity!
The people I met, Rwandan and American, are truly lifelong friends who inspire me on a weekly basis to keep my heart open to all souls and to...never stop working on behalf of the oppressed...never stop examining my own life and attempting to do better...to be a better example of humanity in my actions, words, thoughts and beliefs.
During this time of mourning and memory in Rwanda, and this time on earth when we all need hope, I thank God (and Jesse Hawkes) for making GYC a hopeful, hardworking entity!
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Mu ha ha ha...har!!!
So excited to relive my childhood a bit tonight! I feel like a combination between bad scary movies, Goosebumps novels and, dare I say, my precocious nature as a wee one, were what got my imagination moving the most as a kid.
I still love horror. I love how it tricks us, and I love how it unifies us. Not in a "In the jungle, the mighty jungle..." kind of way. In a common fear of death, universal phobia of creaky doors and bad lighting kind of way.
When I wrote "my book" as a little kid - yes, I still have it on my bookshelf today, it was very eerie and dark in my 4th grade mind. I think if I ever write fiction again, I'm going to have to bring horror into it somehow. It's like refusing to acknowledge a part of life without it. And that's no fun.
So, what do you think? Do you like the Scream series? Do you feel horror cinema and fiction is a worthy contribution to the array of stories out there?
I still love horror. I love how it tricks us, and I love how it unifies us. Not in a "In the jungle, the mighty jungle..." kind of way. In a common fear of death, universal phobia of creaky doors and bad lighting kind of way.
When I wrote "my book" as a little kid - yes, I still have it on my bookshelf today, it was very eerie and dark in my 4th grade mind. I think if I ever write fiction again, I'm going to have to bring horror into it somehow. It's like refusing to acknowledge a part of life without it. And that's no fun.
So, what do you think? Do you like the Scream series? Do you feel horror cinema and fiction is a worthy contribution to the array of stories out there?
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Grown Up Pants
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It makes want to eat an entire bag of Cheetos.
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