The Revolutionary Act of Doing Nothing

After a morning block of Zoom calls, I was exhausted. My brain felt like it was thinking through sand, and my coffee seemed to be powerless against the fluorescents. While the squirrels hopping between trees in our forest provided additional entertainment, it only enhanced…


(The Yin Art of Yielding to Yes)

In ten days, near the end of 2020, I lost 4 people who were important to me. Tony Hsieh first gave me a platform for community work, founder of Zappos and Vegas luminary. The very next day, I had to make the call…


“Old Phone” by Kurayba is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0
“Old Phone” by Kurayba is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0

For me forgiveness doesn’t come with conditions, it happens instantaneously from the moment I’m hurt. I have trained myself to look for the hurt in them that created this moment and see if we can heal it. People cast anger as glass shards that they are removing from their own…


I came across the term Yin Currency in Karen Speerstra’s Sophia: The Feminine Face of God, and it’s the idea that scarcity as the dominant model of economics is a lie. A Scarcity-first worldview is a backward kind of framework that distorts and, worse, creates that ugly feeling in all…


As a YNPN (Young Nonprofit Professionals Network) Fellow and a member of the Southern Nevada chapter, I attend a lot of networking events related to the sector. I am also pretty allergic to small talk; I want to get into the meat of conversations and know what moves your innermost…


A look a the Opera 27

It had all the pretentious hallmarks that would make my haughty inner self delight. It was an opera, in one of my favorite playhouses, about the salon era of Paris, focused on Gertrude Stein, her lesbian relationship, and jammed packed with culture icons like…


Six lucite Ghost chairs lived around the table, their clear frames a counterpoint to the true star of the room — a large oak beam originating from Henry VIII’s fleet. The Mary Rose only came to surface in the early eighties. A handsome sum must have been paid to the…


The Epoch of Chained Blocks

For a system built on blocks, it was one more of cake crumbs and small bits of creamy information. There was the Genesis block, it was supposed to be hard-coded into the system. Six days later like God before him, the next block came.

"The…


Her father was a Darkseller.

A childhood spent mostly on the road between atlas pages that crisscrossed the country. Motel rooms and cramped backseat bedrooms. Horse was her one true friend, and he could never magic himself into the steed that would steal her away from this nomadic life.

She…

Monera Mason

Storyteller and mischief-maker, who is most happy in artistic fellowship. https://www.demiurgic.space/

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