Elizabeth AndersonYou Had a Gun, I Had a Sharpie: An open letter to cop who called me meanDear Sir,Jan 19, 2018Jan 19, 2018
Elizabeth AndersonBehind the Cathedral Doors: My Prayer to End All PrayersI walked into Cathedral of the Holy Spirit that day with my head held high. A grown woman in blue jeans, sunglasses and an anti-Trump…Jan 18, 2018Jan 18, 2018
Elizabeth AndersonRole Models Matter: Why we need more Buddhas and fewer Christs in Trump’s AmericaSince the election of Donald Trump, I have been grieving for the country that I thought I knew. The country that I loved. The country that…Jan 16, 2018Jan 16, 2018
Elizabeth AndersonWhy I Stopped Popping the Positivity Pill“Everybody wants to be happier, right? We can all agree on that.”Jan 15, 2018Jan 15, 2018
Elizabeth AndersonI Know Why the White Bird SingsIn his famous poem “Sympathy,” Paul Laurence Dunbar compares the sorrow songs of slaves to the singing of birds in cages, identifying a…Jan 13, 2018Jan 13, 2018
Elizabeth AndersonThe Unbearable Whiteness of BeingSit no longer blind, Lord God, deaf to our prayer and dumb to our dumb suffering. Surely Thou too art not white, O Lord, a pale, bloodless…Oct 2, 2017Oct 2, 2017