From scratch
I have been complaining about social media for at least 7 years, maybe more. I don’t like the way it captures my attention, the way it sucks me in, the way it kills my mood and makes me distrustful of…
Hugh's Blog
Hopeful in spite of the facts
Hugh's Blog
Hopeful in spite of the facts
The End
I’m not really into technology, but I follow and read a lot of technology folks. H’mmm, that’s not quite right. I obviously use tech – like I am right now! – but I don’t really care how it works. I’m…
Learning
I like learning new things. It’s sort of my toxic trait – I would rather learn something new than master the existing thing I know. It’s probably ADHD-related – God knows everything else in my chaos-Muppet existence is. Like, last…
A new thing.
I have been on social media since the early days. I have been blogging since 2003. I have friends from all around the world because of social media. I have raised several million dollars for good causes because of social…
Where I’m From
Last weekend I was at a retreat, and one of the exercises was to first read the poem Where I’m From, by George Ella Lyon, and then to write our own version, in a similar style, in 15 minutes. I…
Security
For years I worked on the frontlines of homelessness in the urban South. It was good work, and one of the honors of my life that I got to do it. It was also exhausting and led to burnout and PTSD. I’m…
Help us do what?
For years I worked on the frontlines of homelessness in the urban South. It was good work, and one of the honors of my life that I got to do it. It was also exhausting and led to burnout and…
Harsh and Dreadful Love
NB: I am writing about the days I did street engagement work among the unhoused population as a way of dealing with the trauma I experienced there. – HH A few years into my work among the unhoused, I was…
Frustration
NB: As I wrote about here, I am writing about the days I did street engagement work among the unhoused population as a way of dealing with the trauma I experienced there. – HH I was frustrated. I had been…
Reclaiming my stories
Six years ago, in an effort to stay alive, I walked away from a decade and a half of work on the streets among the unhoused population. It was good work, and I was good at it, if not good…