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I give free haircuts once a week to men coming out of jail, rehab, or homelessness. People ask me why I do it, and the truth is simple: I know what it feels like to look in the mirror and not recognize the man staring back.
Years ago, I went through my own season of darkness. I wasn’t in jail, but I might as well have been – stuck in choices I didn’t know how to get ou...
After I had some heart issues, I began walking to improve my health. Walking was a form of mediation, and an invitation to grow in both my physical and spiritual stamina. As I was hustling through the mall, it occurred to me that “people tend to advertise for other people by the shirts they wear.”
The decision followed: If they could advertise their purpose, I could ad...
I came to the United States in 2018, already in my third trimester of pregnancy. The plan was only to visit for a short time and buy a few things for our baby. But the situation in Venezuela worsened quickly, and soon the embassies closed. Suddenly, we couldn’t return home. We had to ask for asylum, and it became one of the most vulnerable times of my life.
Although I ...
There’s something incredibly special about spending your entire life in one place. I’m 65 years old, and I spent the first 18 of them on Johnson Road in Wallburg, North Carolina. It’s a quiet, meandering road dotted with ranch homes, farmland, and good people. I was blessed with an idyllic childhood there.
My father must have known that my siblings and I wouldn’t want ...
For most of my life, I carried invisible wounds. Childhood trauma left deep marks–emotional, physical, and spiritual–that I didn’t know how to face. I learned to survive by pretending everything was fine, but inside, I was unraveling.
To dull the pain, I turned to anything that could distract me from it. Food became comfort, alcohol became escape and relationships beca...
