Revving down to take off

Revving down to take off

I used to pride myself on “building the airplane as it flew.” I thought it showed I was adept and creative. And sometimes that was true. And sometimes it just meant I hadn’t taken the necessary downtime to fully envision what I was building before it...
Why change happens

Why change happens

Between 1990 to 1995, I asked thousands of teens how many knew someone who was gay or lesbian. In the early years, a handful of brave souls would raise their hands. Most assured me that they didn’t have gay kids at their school or declared that they didn’t...
Stripping our own gears

Stripping our own gears

Walking down the street today, my eyes welled up with a too-familiar bittersweet sadness. I knew this feeling. For all my life I’ve called it depression. Mild depression for sure, but chronic, familiar, and nasty. This label made sense. Depression runs deep in...