At the beginning of the pandemic, my family moved out of the city of Los Angeles. Less than 2 miles from where we used to live in Leimert Park, we were now LA County residents. We were about to have our second kid, we were two parents working from home…

November 8, 2016 Donald Trump was elected by our electoral college system. Many people will mark that as a day in history when everything changed. My wife and I got the alerts on our phones that he was likely to win as we were walking to the celebration party for…

This is the moment we hoped wasn’t coming. This is the moment we knew was coming. This is the moment that never really left.

I started writing something, because that’s what I do. But this time healing through words didn’t work. In fact, it hasn’t in a while. This time I just couldn’t do it. Nothing was coming. I’m just so tired. Every single time I sat down the same thing kept coming out…

Is the year lost? Does it matter? Does anything even matter? I’m sure you’ve been involved in conversations with people asking these same questions lately. There are so many people describing 2020 as a year lost. Plans canceled, time shifting, events postponed. …

Last week I wrote a piece called: Not Interested in Your New or Old Normal: This Shouldn’t Be Normal. In that piece I wrote: “The reality is, I don’t want to get back to normal because just being better than it is now shouldn’t be enough.”

This is really hard. Not just trying-to-think-of-the-last-time-a-whole episode-of-Saturday-Night-Live-was-good hard. Not just trying-to-remember-the-last-time-a-Drake-song-was-fire-except-as-a-viral-Tik-Tok-dance-craze hard. Not just trying-to-have-just-one-more-bite-and-then-realizing-you-ate-all-the-damn-ice-cream hard. It’s a whole different kind of hard. Often when I’m dealing with anxiety, stress, and depression, I try to write. I try to put the things in my head down on paper. My…

Imma let you get back to your victory lap, Joe…but hear me out for a second. …

Habari Gani? Nia. Today after a long day of travel it was great to center myself with my family and talking about what Nia, or purpose, means to us.