Every Telling Has a Tailing: The Politics of Narrative, Identity, and Knowing
There is no such thing as a neutral truth. From the way we measure our height to the way we define identity, every “fact” is loaded with history, power, and cultural memory. In this essay, I explore the politics of narrative in the age of AI, and why discernment, not data, is the real power skill of our time.
Ferris Bueller Saved My Life Too
I always loved Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, but I didn’t know it saved my life until my mom told me it saved hers. This personal essay traces the unexpected legacy of one joyful movie across generations, and how it rewrote my family’s story before I even knew I was in it.
The Canary on the Rock
A poetic essay for anyone who’s ever made it out and wondered what to do with the air.
After the Washing Machine
This isn’t about robots. It’s about what happens when the labor stops — and we’re finally left with ourselves.
Sometimes You Have to Play the Fool: A Theology of Resonance, Creativity, and Andrew Garfield
This piece sits at the intersection of cinema, creativity, and spiritual resonance. It’s not a sermon. It’s a story — about the moments that feel like God, and the art that brings us closer to our own aliveness.
We Don’t Need Another Tinder: Emotional Intelligence in the Age of AI
What happens when we train machines to solve problems but not understand people? This essay explores how we got here — and what we must do differently.
🕯️ What a 100-Year Company Looks Like in 2025
A hundred-year company doesn’t endure because it resists change, it endures because it remembers who it’s for.
From Marble to Moss: Why My Spirituality Needs to Breathe Now
I used to build my faith like a monument - clean lines, no cracks. But marble doesn’t breathe.
The Version of Mary I’m Becoming
I left the doctrine. I kept the hunger. Now I bake with honey.
I Didn’t Stop Loving it. I Just Didn’t Know How to Be With It Anymore.
A quiet return to something I thought I lost.
Welcome to Los Angeles: A Threshold Story
I didn’t plan to start my LA life in my pajamas, locked out of a concrete box in the middle of the desert, but that’s what happened. This is the story of what it took to arrive - and what it cracked open along the way.