June 2020

 
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#153 Rhys Visits Felino

01 June 2020 // Cypress, California

In a typical year my creative agenda looks like:

Travel the world
Talk to different people
Find things that fill me with wonder
Share that hope can be found in the hardest places

And 

This year:

Keep my family safe and healthy
Speak up against racism and intolerance
Grow spiritually through the inner journey
Share that hope can be found in the hardest places

And actually, I hope that future years will be a BOTH-AND kinda thing

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#154 Blackout Tuesday

02 June 2020 // Carson, California

“If you’re not working for justice, stop calling for peace.”

—Bernice A. King

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If you’re feeling upended by the chaos of this several days, I get it. And I’m not surprised to have read countless calls for peace and prayers for unity.

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I’m all for peace and unity. That’s part of the end goal. BUT-

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Working towards peace is NOT the same as going back to how things were a week ago, a year ago, five years ago, or decades ago. For people of color, especially our black neighbors, there has never been peace.

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So please, keep praying for peace, because I believe that when those prayers are said sincerely, they’re met with a call to justice. And that will mean listening, learning, speaking up, voting, advocating, donating, and creating new systems.

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And make room for righteous anger. If God did not want us to ever get angry, he wouldn’t have put anger in our emotional toolbox. Anger is our God-given indicator that our sense of justice has been violated. And in our country, from the very beginning, racial justice has been very much violated.

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03 June 2020 // Carson, California

Be honest, were you a bit confused by the ethics and effectiveness of #blackouttuesday yesterday? ⚫️ Was it a strong show of solidarity? Was it performative? ⚫️ Here are some thoughts its potential strengths and dangers.

1️⃣ When people no longer find comfort in being silent or neutral, change grows way more likely

We’re seeing this right now. Big corporate brands that do a cost/benefit analysis for everything are finding it more harmful to stay silent than to speak… to oversimplify, that’s good because silence perpetuates violence. I’ve seen the wave of support for Black Lives push so many people I know forward. From supporting harmful systems to questioning them. From silence to solidarity. This is the power of having a participatory gesture. This is the potential of BlackoutTuesday.

2️⃣ A movement’s symbols are important, but they can never be mistaken for real action.

This is the tricky thing about a symbol. In some ways it calls us into action, but in other ways it can stop us. Like, if you feel like you’ve already played your part because you posted a black square and an MLK quote, then that post is actually hindering other critical actions like calling your local officials, donating to meaningful orgs, educating yourself, or voting. This is the danger of BlackoutTuesday.

3️⃣ The most important question is which voices are leading the change

Jeanna Kadlec (@jeannakadlec): my instagram feed this morning is just a wall of white people posting black screens. like... that isn't muting yourself, babe, that's actually kind of the opposite! it's taking up an absolutely WILD amount of space and does nothing!

This day was meant to amplify black voices. If you’ve posted a square without giving a signal boost to black voices, your assignment is incomplete.

4️⃣ If all this seems like a lot, don’t let that stop you

Getting corrected doesn’t feel good. It’s why we have a psychological impulse to be defensive. But resisting that urge is necessary for growth. Letting ourselves grow and evolve is a part of the process. Own your mistakes and don’t let shame fuel your silence.

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#156 Afternoon in Carson

04 June 2020 // Carson, California

Who else saw the video? I think it was the most moving thing I’ve seen all week- and that’s saying something given the kinda week it’s been.

But there’s Gianna Floyd- George’s girl

up on the shoulders of an uncle

shouting in amazement. Daddy changed the world!

He did, and as the world continues to change, I want her, Rhys, and all the kiddos of that generation to grow up in a way different world than I have.

Donating to organizations that have been doing the daily hard work of making that change happen is one of the best ways to accelerate it.

I’ve got some favorites to highlight here. Both newly discovered faves and longtime faves. Check my slider to see the specific things I love about each of them.

@bailproject

@colorofchange

@eji_org

@aginthecitylou

@blackfemaletherapists

@npap_nlg

@campaignzero

Here are three things about helping these and other orgs:

1️⃣ The best way to support these orgs financially is through a recurring monthly donation. Single gifts are fine, but subscribing to donating helps far more.

2️⃣ When applicable, subscribe to their newsletters! As someone who writes these sorts of things, I try to make our emails full of learning opportunities.

3️⃣ Lend vocal support to your favorite orgs. If you wanna be humble and keep the amount you gave to yourself, that’s cool. But sharing the name of the orgs you support- financially and otherwise- helps create mass appeal.

On that note, who are your favorite racial justice orgs?

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#157 Babarú

05 June 2020 // Carson, California

I’ll be honest, the moment we’ve been living in the past couple weeks has been a surprise to me. Anyone else?

More so than I’d like to admit, I started feeling like the necessary systematic changes we need to deal with racial injustice were out of reach. I saw how churches and other institutions were very passive in responding to Charlottesville and felt so disappointed in what seemed like low-hanging fruit to me. I was discouraged when even people’s responses to fighting against a non-human VIRUS were more shaped by their political dogma than anything else.

Even now, I remain very CAUTIOUSLY hopeful. But hopeful, still.

After all, it was only a few posts ago that I shared the story of how I prayed to be a dad, only barely believing it would come true while trying. And that shaped my understanding of hope, and my belief that hope isn’t a wish. It’s action.

Hope leads to showing up. Showing up leads to action. Action leads to change.

There is still so much more to do. But I don’t want myself or anyone to go back to an environment of hopelessness and inaction. I’m optimistic, but also concerned, because I know how short the public attention span is. We’ve got to stay this uncomfortable with the following:

• Silence

• The myth of neutrality

• Vague platitudes that don’t name the evil of racism

• All lives matter

• “Both sides” talk

If you don’t quite understand the importance of being uncomfortable with these and sincerely want to learn, let me know. But.

Unless the discomfort of staying the same is greater than the burden of change, nothing happens.

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#158 Sesame Street: Coming Together

06 June 2020 // Carson, California

A friendly reminder that:

The work is structural AND spiritual

The work is political AND personal

The work is holy AND hard

I’m a big believer in being a BOTH/AND kinda person. Sometimes people respond to racism by saying “the only answer is God,” which I find partially true. But by saying that, we run the risk of forgetting that God does work THROUGH us. Go ahead and start with prayer, then ask yourself the tough questions.

Here are some questions I think are worth asking ourselves:

ABOUT OUR COMMUNITIES

🤲🏽 What can you do to support BIPOC in your community?

🚔 What are your local leaders’ policies regarding police brutality?

ABOUT OUR LEARNING

👩🏾‍🏫 When were you first taught about race and culture? What about racism?

📚 What do you want to learn more about?

ABOUT OUR ACTIONS

✊🏾 What role do you have to play? How do you plan to help end systematic oppression?

🗣 Who in your life do you need to have a difficult conversation with? Who has reasons to listen to you in a way they wouldn’t listen to activist leaders?

I don’t want to just make this an abstract idea but a tangible exercise, so please, I’d love to hear your actual answers! I have some places to respond in my stories today. I have my own answers up there too.

Ijeoma Oluo says, “when we identify where our privilege intersects with somebody else’s oppression, we’ll find opportunities to make real change.”

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#159 Packing Rhys

07 June 2020 // Carson, California

A crowd has climbed onto the statue of colonial King Léopold II in #Brussels chanting “murderer” and waving the flag of the Democratic Republic of Congo where his atrocities took place.

You may have noticed many other countries joining the US in support of Black Lives Matter. That is so, so important.

The poison of white nationalism and racism that have flared up over the past five or so years isn’t limited to the United States. You can go across the globe and find so many places where white supremacist rallies and far right authoritarian rulers have emerged.

Also, it isn’t too uncommon of an idea in European countries, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, and others to believe that racism isn’t really present in that country because, “it’s not like it is in the USA.”

Yes the US’s problems are seen by all, but racism has crossed every border.

Finally, King Leopold was one of history’s worst. Really. The book King Leopold’s Ghost is a good place to learn.

His name should trigger the same cringe as Hitler’s. Most of his victims were black, and he’s been more obscured by history.

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#160 Anniversary 8

08 June 2020 // Carson, California

“If today's church does not recapture the sacrificial spirit of the early church, it will lose its authenticity, forfeit the loyalty of millions, and be dismissed as an irrelevant social club with no meaning for the twentieth century.”

—MLK

If you’re a churchgoer, what has your church been doing in the struggle for antiracism? 

To paraphrase Latasha Morrison, for us people of faith, it’s our responsibility because we are connected. Church leaders, if you are not speaking against racism, your silence allows it to continue and to be passed on to the kids in your VBS classes. Churchgoers, hold your leaders accountable, too. If your leaders haven’t said much, ask why.

Martin Luther King said that if churches go quiet, they turn into irrelevant social clubs. That phrase– irrelevant social club– captures exactly how I feel about what so many churches are turning into. The data shows I’m not the only one who feels this way. Between 2007 and 2017, two thirds of churchgoers between 23-30 stopped, with 70% saying the reason was related to the church’s stance on social issues.

What keeps churches from participating? Some say it’s because they don’t want to go “political.” To that I say, racism is not a political opinion, it’s in fact a sin. Also, that approach implies that politics is a realm of your life where your faith switch flips off, and I know most would disagree to that. Maybe churches feel ill-equipped or are unsure what to do. There’s a TON of resources out there, and I’m happy to recommend some. Perhaps churches are afraid of upsetting certain people. If that’s the case, you are no longer stewarding your influence. 

It absolutely doesn’t have to be like this. Here’s how to do better:

Be specific in calling it out – When denouncing racism and racial injustice, saying things like “it’s not a skin issue, it’s a sin issue,” or “let’s just learn how to love each other,” are extremely fluffy and don’t actually say much. Name the instances of injustice that stir up righteous anger. Better yet, get to know the context of these issues in your neighborhood and community.

Walk the talk – Don’t claim to be “multicultural” just because you have about a dozen brown families who join. What does your leadership look like? Your worship? Most American churches, by nature of demographics, will be majority white- but the key to dealing with this is to understand that your perspective is limited by this. Read The Next Worship by @smvanopstal for more!

Understand the history of church complicity – Sadly, the church has a history of not always doing the right thing. A great way to learn more about this is @jemartisby’s The Color of Compromise

Examine the lack of nonwhite perspective in your theological formation – I’ve read a LOT of theology books during my spiritual formation from different eras and traditions. SADLY fewer than five were by writers and theologians of color. One big voice to learn from (among many) is the recently passed James Cone.

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#161 On the other side of freedom

09 June 2020 // Carson, California

This week, I’ve been really happy to be working somewhere that considers and validates my suggestions on how we could be proactive as an organization in fighting against racism.

Four ways workplaces can tangibly contribute to antiracism:

• Providing flex time for staff to do antiracist work

• Curating resources for understanding racism in the context of their industry

• Black and brown senior leaders

• Flex time to participate in civic engagement

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#162 The Rhys Throne

10 June 2020 // Carson, California

After having spent three unexpected months away from San Diego, the city has strangely grown on me. I still often feel like it’s not an obvious match for the sort of place where I see myself long term, but perhaps that’s changing. I think that the next few years might reveal a lot more. Especially while Rhys is in the before-school part of his life.

Here are the things I’m loving about it a lot:

I love the sheer diversity of the town. I can find so many different ethnic communities, eateries, and hangouts around. That matters more and more to me.

It’s starting to seem like there are more opportunities to build connections and relationships around town. I’ve struggled with how slowly this has happened so far, but it does seem like that might be different after a few years.

As the pandemic passes, and we start to rebuild our lives in a new version of the town we used to live in, I’m so curious about what shape it will take.

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#163 Rhys on the Go

11 June 2020 // Carson, California

What if… your city could double the amount of resources dedicated towards transportation, parks, education, economic development, homelessness solutions, environmental services, public health, and mental health? Right now, with so many people unable to pay rent, what if your city passed rent relief to prevent evictions, which would make the economy and homelessness much worse? What if the way to do this also addressed the injustices that your Black neighbors were subject due to unjust policing?

This is the case for defunding police departments. Budgets are moral documents. Check out what percentage of city budgets go to police departments: In San Diego, it’s 37% of the budget. In Columbus, it’s 68%. Dallas, 60%. Milwaukee, 45%. Even strictly from a financial standpoint, stacking all your chips in one spot like that isn’t wise.

But also… I’ve been bothered by the recent failings of police brutality in nearly every major city during the protests. The elderly man in Buffalo. The recent grad in Columbus who was killed. The child teargassed in Seattle. The students in Atlanta dragged out of their car, and so on. I’m somebody who naturally wants to believe the best in people, and I believe people who are sincerely committed to doing things the right way embrace accountability.

This is what accountability looks like:

1) Reallocating funding. Imagine the positive impact it would have to distribute those funds among all those other needs. That would in turn bring crime down in a more restorative way.

2) Understanding the way policing has been used to perpetuate injustice. The design of the sheriff’s badge evolved from the insignia of slave catchers. The problem isn’t (always) with the individual officers, but with the way the whole system was built.

3) Reassign certain functions of police departments to other agencies. Narrow the focus of a police department so it can be more effective in that area.

In Eugene, first responders who specialize in mental health are dispatched to public incidents related to mental health or addiction. 

In Camden, once one of the most dangerous towns in the country, reimagining policing into a community based model resulted in a mass dropoff in crime. Robbery was down 62%. Murder was down 32%. All crimes were down 41%.

Don’t let your imagination be held back. We can do much better. This is the harder part of racial justice. But a necessary one. It goes beyond saying “we stand with our black community members” and actually reassembles a system that’s been stacked against them. 

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#164 Rainbows Puppies Cookies Run

12 June 2020 // Carson, California

In 2016, I started occasionally attending City Council meetings. If you may recall, it was a very intense political year, and not the most productive one at that. I started to question what use it was to have dialogue when it seemed like everyone was very much entrenched in their own beliefs.

Going to those meetings reshaped that. I recall when one community member stood up and shared her story of being abused by a corrections officer how much it transformed the energy in the room. Everybody was troubled by what they heard. Everyone was motivated to do something.

I’m far from an expert in local governments, and still need to do a ton of Google searching to better understand how budgeting and different agencies work and all that, but my biggest lessons from showing up were these:

• Younger people are often underrepresented in shaping local-level decisions.

• That’s somewhat by design. So many votes and forums are held on weekdays during working hours. What do you suppose the demographic of people who are free at that time looks like?

• City Council is an important role. Take the time to know the interests of your Council. 

• Public comments matter. Like the story I mentioned above, councilmembers are often more receptive to public pressure than other positions.

Over the past week, I saw literally hundreds of San Diegans, mostly younger people, call in to call on City Council to disapprove a budget that increased police spending and to instead allocate that funding to rent relief and community services.

There’s a second part to this story, where the Council still voted 8-1 to approve the budget. I couldn’t believe that such a clear message sent by constituents would be ignored by the council. I later learned that this was partially because San Diego has a “strong mayor” system, where if the budget was disapproved, the mayor would still be given a say over how the funds were used. A couple councilmembers who would’ve preferred to disapprove voted to approve to protect the hard-earned funding they won for other causes.

That episode was disappointing, but it was encouraging to see the turnout, and how many people in my town are now paying attention to this arena of decision making. Sometimes it takes monumental events, even disappointing ones, to grab our attention. But once that happens, you can never go back to not knowing.

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#165 Rhys’ Kicks Game

13 June 2020 // Carson, California

There’s an often subtle, but very persistent way that anti-blackness has crept into Filipino history and present day culture.

The Colonial Era resulted in a deeply internalized belief in the superiority of white appearances, cultures, and norms.

It shows up in the form of papaya soaps and skin-lightening groceries at Filipino grocery stores. The warning from an old auntie not to spend too much time in the sun, getting too dark. The celebratory treatment that white tourists get in the Philippines while black visitors and soldiers are looked at with suspicion. The erasure of Aeta and other indigenous populations from history.

These beliefs have perpetuated anti-blackness. Here are a few things I think are important to unpack to set things right:

The Model Minority Myth – This, in short, is the false belief that positive statistics surrounding Asian-Americans is evidence that racism has been overcome. One of the things this overlooks is the fact that many Asian immigrants were selectively offered visas based on professional attainment and high education. Migrating to the U.S. with some level of professional attainment is not the same as being stolen from your home, and being subject to 400 years of slavery, Jim Crow, & systemic racism.

Anti-Asian Discrimination – By ignoring how Asian-Americans have been discriminated in the past, we downplay the harm of white supremacy. I get it, nobody wants this in their history. But nothing heals that isn’t acknowledged. A few places to start: The 1930s Watsonville Riots; the murder of Joseph Ileto, the “civilize the savages” mentality espoused by William McKinley during American colonialism, the Chinese Exclusion Act, Vincent Chin, Japanese Internment, COVID related hate crimes.

Black & Brown Solidarity – There is a long history of Black Americans and Filipinos standing up for one another. Look into: Gen. David Fagan- the Black buffalo soldier who fought on the side of Philippine independence; the role of the Black Panthers in stopping Filipino evictions across San Francisco in 1968, the way the Civil Rights Movement opened the doors for expanded Asian immigration

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#166 SUCCULENT BOX

14 June 2020 // Carson, California

Seems ironic, but there are at least a dozen or so travel bloggers I follow who I’ve started appreciating so much more during coronavirus, while travel has been off limits. 

More vulnerability, lending one’s platform to important stuff like BLM, it got realer.

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#167 A Temporary Office

15 June 2020 // Carson, California

If your feed looks anything like mine, social media has been a treasure trove lately of resources and tools for educating yourself on Antiracism.

From the curated lists of books and documentaries to those little shareable sliders (seriously, some of those have been real good) we don’t have much of an excuse for ignorance.

But, perhaps it feels like drinking from a fire hose. Where do you even get started? Not all these recommendations are made with the same audience in mind. And because racism poisons everything, there are so many different topics to cover.

Others have done the work of putting out good, curated lists. I thought I would help by offering some flowcharts to help you find the right starting point for you. Plus, some of us learn best from books, while others through podcasts, documentaries, even fiction. Hopefully these can help! Here are a few things to know:

⚫️ I chose to sort these into the categories of race, privilege, and bias; faith (mostly Christian); American history; policing & mass incarceration; environment & housing; work & education; the current moment; & Black joy. Had the groups I interact with most on here in mind.

🔴 Black joy (along with Black love and Black excellence) is definitely a dimension of Antiracism. Obviously there’s a plethora of great Black art out there, and this is just a small sample. Even though there’s fun stuff on there like Into the Spiderverse, they’re there deliberately. Not to distract but to capture the imagination.

🔵 If you see a book on here, you might as well check on the author on Twitter. I tried to condense this list, but some things take multiple forms; a podcast AND a newsletter. A book AND a documentary. And check the final slide to see where each film can be streamed.

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#168 Carson Kitchen

16 June 2020 // Carson, California

So you didn’t change somebody’s mind during a tough conversation about race or politics that you knew you needed to have.

That does not mean your conversation was a failure.

Remember, changing someone’s mind was a really unlikely outcome in the first place.

Here’s what you may have done.

Reduce dissonance: Maybe somebody has always antagonized Black Lives Matter because of the media they consume. When they discover somebody they love and respect aligns with the movement, it challenges these stiff and narrow categories.

Change norms: You make it clear what sort of response different comments would get. You make it clear where you stand, and you make it less intimidating for others to speak up.

You impact other people who may be listening.

And if nothing else, you’ve demonstrated honesty, integrity, and bravery. And that always matters.

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#169 Dominguez Hills Village

17 June 2020 // Carson, California

Since it looks like coronavirus is here to stay, we’re going to have to make our way back to San Diego and figure out how to set up our lives at home in a way that still keeps us safe.

It’ll probably be nice to be back home, but also, there is quite a lot we’ll have to figure out and a lot to do in order to get our house in shape to work from home. Here are some of the things I’m more looking forward to getting done rather than doing:

• Figuring out some sort of TV set up

• Figuring out a wi-fi solution for our place while coffee shops are off limits

• Figuring out new babysitting routines and patterns

• Stocking up on food (okay, this one’s easy)

• Babyproofing

• Maybe getting a second AC, or something so our house isn’t as horrifically hot

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#170 The Ponderosa House

18 June 2020 // Carson, California

Dreamers are our friends and neighbors. 🦋

Nearly 30,000 of them work in hospitals and healthcare, taking care of us. 15,000 of them teach our kids. ⠀⠀

And the US isn’t the same without all 700k of them.

Without a clear mechanism for citizenship, many have had to deal with the uncertainty of their undocumented status. Even though many have really known no other country. 🦋

Racial justice is incomplete without immigrant justice.

I am so happy that the Supreme Court yesterday ruled that DACA remains a perfectly legal way for them to remain at home, while we hope and work for more permanent legislation that creates a path for citizenship.

This is a big win, but the fight goes on. It would surprise nobody if the administration makes a different attempt to end or stifle the program. Until a permanent DREAM Act is passed, keep #defendingdreamers

And if you want to learn more... check out the book Dear America by Jose Antonio Vargas and follow @defineamerican

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#171 Quarantine Squad

19 June 2020 // Carson, California

This is a pretty late post since I spent most of my day on the road and unpacking (another story for another time) but I didn’t not want to acknowledge Juneteenth!

I’m happy to see this day becoming more widely recognized, and yet I hope it’s meaning remains in tact.

It isn’t the day marking the Emancipation Procalamation. It marks a day two years later when it was finally enacted and enforced in all 50 states- a reminder of how frustratingly slow change can be.

It isn’t a day for non-Black Americans to spend on leisure, but on educating themselves and supporting Black institutions and causes.

It isn’t even a day of celebrating total freedom- because that has yet to be attained. Free-ish is a term I’ve heard more often that sounds more accurate. Racist systems don’t go away easily. More often, they mutate, taking on a different form that’s harder to recognize. With mass incarceration taking the freedoms of so many, there’s still a lot of work to be done!

But Juneteenth is still a very important day.

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#172 We’re Back Home

20 June 2020 // San Diego, California

You know those “tough conversations” we’re supposed to be having?

They’re actually pretty tough, aren’t they?

Deanna and I have been having a lot of conversations about racial justice lately- with our families, church, workplaces, etc. We’ve had a lot of really encouraging and positive moments, and we’ve also encountered resistance and moments that call for a lot of patience.

From what I’ve heard from many of you, that’s been a common experience.

I totally get how frustrating that can be. When you talk to somebody who doesn’t easily see from another perspective, the conversation can feel futile.

But when you hit that moment of questioning whether or not to keep showing up for these conversations, the answer is a wholehearted YES. (I am of course talking to allies and accomplices and not those who are in harm’s way by being in those discussions.)

When it feels most discouraging, remember this.

It truly is tough to change people’s minds, let alone their hearts. Statistics and facts are extremely ineffective at this- even when people think of themselves as data minded. (Take it from someone who’s job revolves around climate communications!) But you know what is more effective? Relationships! And that’s why it’s important for you, specifically you, to show up for the people who won’t read all these books we’re recommending on Instagram.

Maybe you don’t change someone’s mind. That’s unlikely. But you do introduce dissonance when someone they love holds a viewpoint they usually antagonize. You do change the norms around how conversations are held, and what will or won’t be accepted. You do change the scene for other people who may be listening or watching.

See, the protests you’ve been seeing are inevitably creating changes. According to a Pew survey, 6% of Americans have recently attended... that’s a BIG number. But you know what else? 69% of Americans have had conversations with friends and family about race in the past month.

When your conversations feel unproductive and exhausting, I feel you. Just remember, you’re not doing this by yourself. They’re happening at dinner tables all over the country. That’s gonna have an impact.

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#173 My First Fathers’ Day

21 June 2020 // San Diego, California

This lil’ dude gives me more joy and purpose than I think anybody could ever get.

It’s my first Father’s Day, and even though all these texts and posts and a fantastic crêpe breakfast this morning we’re all directed at me- I’m the one feeling super grateful just for the privilege of getting to be Rhys’ dad.

🦉🐶🐢

It is an absolutely wild time in our world right now, and I think often about how this moment started mere months after Rhys came into our lives. I know so many people feel intimidated by the prospect of even bringing kids into this world, and I get it. It’s a shame we can’t be welcoming our young ones into a safer, more compassionate place.

But I do think often about how I get to now share the mission of loving people to life and leaving things better with Rhys.

And I remember how his determined fighter spirit kicked in before he was even born and I think of all the ways that can be used for good.

And then I remember how Rhys, more than anyone, has taught me about what it means to hang on to hope against all odds. It’s what our world needs.

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#174 Growing With Passion Mural

22 June 2020 // San Diego, California

I often get amazed at Filipino folklore and its stacked lineup of monsters, creatures, ghosts, etc.

Then I remember they’ve got human sized bats over there and it all makes sense.

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#175 Keep Your Foot on the Gas

23 June 2020 // San Diego, California

The past few weeks have been quite a wild ride.

So many little wins to celebrate.

So many tragic reminders that there’s a lot left to keep fighting for.

So many conversations I started walking towards that I had previously spent years walking away from.

Rilke’s words feel spot on:

Let everything happen to you

Beauty and terror

Just keep going

No feeling is final.

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#176 Morning Walks in the Park

24 June 2020 // San Diego, California

Finding your voice means rejecting your ego. 

I always thought it was a complex mystical process, but really, the key is to care less about what others think about you and more about using your voice the right way.

It’s easy to confuse being outspoken with having a big ego, but the opposite is probably true more frequently. Our egos will cause us to be silent when we’re too afraid of what others will think of us if we were to speak up on a challenging topic.

I’ve been guilty of that. For years, the thing that held me back from being more vocal about things I knew were important was trying to remain favorable among a wide number of people.

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#177 Empty Office

25 June 2020 // San Diego, California

Without context, data can mislead. Stats that reveal the impact of systemic racism are often used by separating the data from the context of American History.

It’s easy to think of numbers as objective, but without understanding that context, we’re easily misled. For example, the US holds 25% of the world’s prison population. Without context, you could assume that Americans are largely dangerous people. Instead, we have a prison system incentivized to be always full.

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#178 Abandoned Shed

26 June 2020 // San Diego, California

Think of yourself as a “work in progress” rather than a “good person.”

The latter leads to rationalizing beliefs that cause harm in many ways we don’t realize.

In the words of Iris Calpin, “the more tightly we cling to our identity as a good person, the more skilled we become at rationalizing our behavior, and the less available we are to examine the ways that we cause harm.”

This is part of the reason why so many “good” and “normal” everyday people have participated in things like genocides, slaughters, apartheids, and genocides. Starting with the assumption of our own goodness makes us think we’re automatically immune from participating in these acts of evil.

On the other hand, thinking that we’re constantly growing invites the question of what else in our lives do we need to reimagine.

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#179 Fifth Anniversary

27 June 2020 // Coronado, California

When we got married, I was pretty vocal about how I hated the term “settling down” as a way to describe getting married. I always thought that phrase made it sound like you would hang up your adventure cleats for good and spend the rest of your life with evening sitcoms and herbal tea.

I did not want our lives to turn into that.

💬 Narrator: Their lives did not turn into that.

The past five years have been something else. They’ve brought me some of my most joyful moments and some of the hardest challenges I’ve ever faced.

And I’m so, so thankful that I’ve gotten to share all of it with @deanna.suzanna

♥️

There’s no way to describe the pain of dealing with seeing your new wife face a severe lung infection in your first year of marriage, or the gratitude that’s accompanied the medical breakthroughs, recoveries, and miracles that have happened since.

There’s no way to describe the slow torture of trying for a long time unsuccessfully to become parents, or the joy of having Rhys show up when we least expected, totally healthy, full of his own unique energy.

And whether we’re exploring South Africa, Iceland, and Italy or locked down because of a worldwide pandemic... hanging with the ups and downs of pursuing dream careers... or just chasing Beignet around the ocean, there’s no one I’d rather do this with.

🐕🏞🗓🤱🏼👾

Happy anniversary, hun. There have been a lot of challenges but it’s been the best five years. And I think it keeps getting better.

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#180 Projector Installed

28 June 2020 // San Diego, California

It’s obvious that this year is a very different year than the one any of us were expecting.

I’m still sad over all the things that were cancelled or postponed. New Orleans, DR Congo, Burundi, Brooklyn, Sydney, Maui, and Bali for my travel adventures. All kinds of opportunities for some of our best friends to meet Rhys. Even simple stuff like summer date nights at the movies and baseball season.

But with all this absence comes space. And that space has given us a chance to rest- really rest. Some parts of quarantine were truly exhausting, but more than just resting, we’ve learned about how to rest. Why to rest.

We’ve also gotten the chance to reevaluate and renegotiate what we want in our lives. We’ve been able to better assert our needs and expectations from workplaces, our families, from other institutions.

All of this learning feels so necessary. It wouldn’t have been sustainable to keep going at the rate we were going. There were and are deep changes that we needed in our lives, families, communities, and world.

While I’ll still miss all the things we had planned, sooner or later, we’ll have those adventures again. Right now, this is what’s important.

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#181 Paid Family Leave

29 June 2020 // San Diego, California

NPR just released their best albums of the year thus far list. Left me with a lot of bookmarked artists I want to check out.

I remember early on feeling like it would be an amazing year for music. A lot has derailed that focus, but it still may be a strong one after all. We’ve still got a pentennial Sufjan release on deck.

My faves thus far:

1) Waxahatchee - Saint Cloud

2) Red Hearse - Red Hearse

3) Run the Jewels - RTJ4

4) Jack Garratt- Love, Death, Dancing

5) Soccer Mommy - Color Theory

6) Thundercat - Is What It Is

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#182 Eight Months of Rhys

30 June 2020 // San Diego, California

What’s up new friends??? I’m seeing quite a lot of new faces on here! Most likely, a lot of you found me through my antiracism resources flowcharts, and I’m glad those were able to be helpful to a lot of you.

I share about a lot of things! Of course, the fight against racism is something I’m passionate about, and that’s the sort of content I’ve been making a lot of lately. In addition to that, here are a few other things you might expect to find here:

🌿 My journey towards sustainability. I love the outdoors, and I think the fight for climate justice is one of the biggest issues of our lifetime. I also work for @plantwpurpose - a Christian nonprofit helping marginalized communities restore their land.

🌲 My adventures of working as a creative in the international nonprofit world. As Plant With Purpose’s Creative Director, my role revolves around moving people through storytelling, and I geek out over what makes a good story.

🐾 Stories of Hope. Between my family life, where we’ve dealt with chronic illness and a long wait to have a kid, and my work in some of the hardest places to live, I believe in looking for hope in the hardest places.

⚡️Wonder is one of my biggest values, and I think we’re all better people when we’re regularly humbled by something that blows our minds. I love sharing these discoveries.

🗺 Travel tales! Once upon a time, this was more of a travel account. A baby, and then a pandemic have me grounded for a bit, and sadly, that may be the case for a little while. I am eager to getting back out and sharing encounters from around the world. Pretty much everywhere appeals to me, but these places are especially close to my heart: South Africa, Italy, New Orleans, Argentina, Korea, plus the 8 countries where Plant With Purpose operates.

🌅 Also: long captions, dad life, and the pursuit of good eats. I’d tell you my Enneagram type, but I also think it’s pretty easy to guess.

 

The Language of the Unheard

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These cities:
🌲Eugene, Oregon.
🌴La Mesa, California.

Two places I’ve lived recently. Eugene for three years, where I started my marriage and ended grad school. La Mesa for just a month, but what an eventful month. It’s where I learned I was gonna be a dad.

This weekend, I saw the complex right behind my house in Eugene destroyed. A black female organizer tried to get three young, white twenty-somethings to stop smashing their skateboards into the windows of a Five Guys or T-Mobile, to no avail.

Multiple parts of La Mesa were set ablaze. I keep wondering about the taco shop where I told my parents they would be grandparents, the mom and pop Italian restaurant where we had a date night, or the used bookstore I could easily get lost in.

It’s disturbing to see cities you know set ablaze, but it’s important to be nuanced about what is happening. You can feel grieved to see your city in chaos. It’s wrong and inappropriate to police the emotions and response of the black community.

In most instances, demonstrations began peacefully, until tear gas was fired at the slightest discomfort. From Philly to Seattle to Beverly Hills. It was the opposite of de-escalation.

The protestors advocating for Black Lives are being met by agents of chaos with no real purpose, white supremacists, and disorganized people who aren’t following the leadership of activist leaders. It’s important to make these distinctions because the message of this moment should not be obscured. We must change.

MLK’s words still apply to this situation: A riot is the language of the unheard.

And I’m moved by the owner of Gandhi Mahal, an Indian restaurant destroyed in Minneapolis: “Let my building burn, Justice needs to be served.” Indeed you can repair buildings and restore cities. We cannot bring back lost lives.

We need peace- but not just the kind where our cities go back to “normal.” We need new systems where black lives are no longer senselessly lost like we’ve seen far too often.

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It's An Honor Just to Be Asian

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It’s pretty much the end of Asian Desi Pacific Islander Month, but better-late-than-never is a fitting way to sum up my appreciation for being Asian-American.

My Asian identity is something that I’ve come to love and appreciate a little more each year. Growing up. I didn’t want skin color to be the reason people didn’t consider me for roles, opportunities, or even relationships, so I often downplayed it.

Little by little, though, that shifted. And when I found out Rhys was on his way, I became even more intent on passing that part of my identity on to him. I mean, genetically he’d only be half as Asian as me, but I wanted him to LOVE that half. I started brushing up on my terribly imperfect Tagalog. I asked my mom to babysit him in it exclusively. (She sort of listened). I plan to take him to the Philippines as soon as he’s an age where he’d remember that trip.

In this moment especially, of ramped up xenophobia and fear, I think it’s especially important to celebrate culture and identity and family.

I love that so many of us share the story of parents and grandparents who silently sacrificed a TON to leave us all better off.

I love that our different cuisines feature a diversity within diversity of flavors and histories.

I love how travel bloggers and Anthony Bourdain can’t stop talking about the warmth of the Filipino people after their visits. The Manila episode is Parts Unknown at its finest. Maybe someday we’ll get a foodie travel show with a Filipino host. I volunteer as tribute.

I love our tendency towards collective thinking, especially seeing the negative impact of toxic individualism during a crisis. Collectivism itself isn’t perfect, but it’s different and refreshing.

I love that our brightest days are still ahead.

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How Am I Supposed to Respond to Murder?

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The ink barely dried from writing my thoughts on Ahmaud Arbery, when Breonna Taylor was lynched.

I hadn’t even begun drafting those thoughts before it happened to George Floyd. And almost Christian Cooper.

I try to be selective, measured, and strategic when it comes to speaking up, while at the same time never wanting to be silent. Elie Wiesel’s and Desmond Tutu’s words have followed me since middle school, in situations of injustice, neutrality and silence put you on the side of the oppressor.

At the same time, it’s hard to feel like you keep writing the same things over and over, only to see the same terrible headlines over and over.

What I try to remember is a conversation I had with a relative shortly after Mike Brown’s death. I was talking to a family member, and, I won’t repeat some of the comments I heard, but I was so, so surprised and bothered by the racist ideas I heard. I had a similar encounter with someone in my spiritual community. I felt anger and disgust and extreme disappointment to hear these things from people I loved and wanted to look up to.

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This week, I heard one of those people express outrage over George Floyd’s killing, acknowledging that there’s nothing that could justify the knee to his neck that killed him. I saw posts from the other person, sharing the sentiment that, without having lived the black experience they’d never fully understand the trauma, but they could do their best.

Somewhere in between each told me “I see how you are, seeing all people as people. That’s had an effect on me.” Hearing that validated every challenging conversation and post I struggled through.

To be honest, I struggle with sharing this story. I don’t want to make it seem like I don’t have my own work to do. I also don’t want to make it seem like antiracist work is as easy as the movie Crash makes it look, where it just takes one string of well articulated words. More often than not, it looks like staying true to your convictions even when it feels like they get you nowhere. And I mostly think back to these experiences as my own reminder to keep speaking up. It actually does matter.

Quarantine Family Update

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Here’s a some family updates:

🏙 We’re back in LA for this next chapter of quarantine. I have a soft spot for South LA neighborhoods: Carson, Compton, Gardena, Torrance, Artesia. You know.

🏘 Back with my aunts. They’re both older and a BIG reason I moved back to Cali was to get to spend more time with that. That is definitely happening now.

🏆 Mom had her birthday today. She’s been staying with us too to help take care of Rhys while we work. Plus, his Tagalog was starting to get rusty. Yay mum!

🛒 I’m super happy the panic-buying has stopped and supply chains are more normal, with just a few exceptions. Mostly cause Rhys goes through baby supplies quick!

🏡 One weird thing I’ve started to appreciate a bit more are garages. Especially since most Californian homes lack basements, a garage can be a sweet hang out spot while bridging the gap between the inside and out.

🎞 I don’t really like to rewatch films once I’ve seen them. But there are exceptions for sure: The Big Sick, Arrival, Hunt For The Wilderpeople, The Farewell, Knives Out

It can be easy to think that right now we’re all just on a big break from regular life, but in reality, this IS regular life. For now and for the foreseeable future. The masks, the rage tweets, the sad commercials, all of it.

If you need time to take care of yourself, take it. But do so deliberately, instead of just waiting around for something else. Cause this is real life too!

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SAHIFF Concludes

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Ready for one more round of International Film Favorites? Here we go! 🇿🇦🇫🇷🇳🇿🇬🇭🇯🇵🇷🇴🇦🇷 I’ve had a lot of fun highlighting a sampler platter of favorite international movies for the Stuck-at-Home International Film Festival. There’s a good chance that this will be the final entry, partly because if I were to do another round, I’d need to find more movies! (If you know of any I NEED to check out, let me know!) In the meantime, I’m ready to share my final batch of foreign films and the answer to a pretty good question: how do you even find good international movies?

Here are just a few tips:

ASK FRIENDS

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Especially your international friends, of course. Whenever I get to know somebody from another country, after a while, I usually ask for a film recommendation. They might also volunteer their two cents about what’s unique about films from their countries and that’s where I learn a lot. This is how I’ve discovered Jerusalema, Shoplifters, and other favorites.

LET AIRLINES DO THE WORK FOR YOU

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Of course, this doesn’t work right now, but eventuallyyy. International flights used to be my best place for catching up on movies, and I would try to make at least half of them international films. International airlines need to appeal to pretty broad tastes from different regions of the world, and I almost always discover something new. KLM, Air New Zealand, and Cathay Pacific have had some of my favorite selections, and Ethiopian Airlines steps it up for African cinema.

PRETEND TO GO TO INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVALS

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This includes the big names like Cannes, Venice, Banff, Toronto, SXSW, as well as local gems like the Busan International Film Festival or even something like San Diego’s Asian Film Festival. I know, some are expensive… but you can at least look up their lineups online and keep tabs on them for later.

Now for the final batch of films, including a gorgeously animated French feature, an indie favorite from New Zealand, and a gangster flick full of heart from South Africa. I’ll be emailing the links out tomorrow- to sign up, just drop your email off in my stories!

#sahiff2020

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Quarantine Reads

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Sharing some quarantine reads! I haven’t done quite as much reading as I thought I would have at the start of this lockdown, but I have managed to get in quite a few good reads… here’s a trio of them!

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How To Be An Antiracist by Ibram X. Kendi

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I picked this up fairly spontaneously and was wowed. It’s a strongly written book that helped me further explore and challenge concepts I thought I already knew pretty well. Kendi blends personal memoir-style writing with legitimate scholarly insight so seamlessly. It had both head and heart. Most of all, it did an excellent job of exploring how race issues interact with other inequities like disability, class, and gender.

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The Moment of Lift by Melinda Gates

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This book was an insightful look at the impact of investing in women around the world. It was a good read overall, but my favorite thing about this book is how well it captured the importance of delivery systems: making sure efforts to help women around the world are implemented in a way that will be culturally appropriate and well-received.

The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

⭐️⭐️⭐️
This one sat on my nightstand forever, while gathering all kinds of hype. It reimagines the Underground Railroad as an actual railroad and follows an escaped slave as she makes various stops. I liked it, but perhaps over-hyped myself for it, because it was occasionally hard to track. Whitehead’s newest book is getting even more acclaim, so I might have to check that out too.

Self Care Now

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Stuff I’m learning: Self care isn’t all bubble baths and spa days.
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It’s stewardship of the soul.
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I’ve had a tendency to dismiss people’s wise words about self-care, mostly thinking I was fine without the pampering. But I’ve been rethinking that lately. Our souls a bit like ecosystems... what they emit to the world is a function of how we take care of them. ⠀⠀
Thinking in categories is weirdly helpful sometimes, and I love this breakdown of different soil needs I heard on a podcast by Emily Gordon:

The need for comfort/stress-relief: 🍲Most of the stereotypical images of self-care go here. I’m not a creature of habit, but I do have a few go-to things I turn to that I can count on for a mood boost: playing with Beignet, playing with Rhys, a bowl of pho, episodes of Kim’s Convenience or Psych, and obnoxiously loud music.

The need to feel awe: 🏔 For me, this is a HUGE need, and it drives my love of travel and adventure. Of course, those are off the table right now. However, a well-told story can also invoke that same sense of wonder, and so diving deep into a good novel or meaningful film has been a good source of wonder. And thankfully, seeing my son hit so many milestones is a great source of wonder, too.

The need to not think: 🏀 I spend so much time engaging my mind that I forget that this is a need too. Meditation can take care of this. So can a good run. Or a dance party. This is also off the table right now, but I used to love batting cages as a way to just shift my energy from mind to body. Honestly, this has taken the form of video games for me lately, and I never thought I’d see that happen.

The need to be heard: 💻 It’s a real need too. Perhaps this is why I write as much as I do. And why I actually really enjoy traditional talk therapy. Or keeping my wife up late with dumb questions.

How do you practice soul care?

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LCSW

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Time for a family update ⚠️ This one was years in the making...

Deanna is OFFICIALLY a Licensed Clinical Social Worker. I can’t think of many other times I’ve seen someone pursue a goal this persistently... this has been a target of hers since 2012. Literally as long as we’ve been a couple.

After you finish your Masters of Social Work they say it might take two years to log enough supervised hours. She finished in 2014, and I know you MATHLETES right now are hacking away at your pocket calculators saying, WAIT‼️ That was six years ago.

Yup. That two year timeline is the best case scenario that doesn’t account for time in between jobs or the time in between getting a job and getting supervised. Or moving out of state. Or dealing with health emergencies. Or having a baby.

Deanna literally overcame all that. She got those hours and applied for the final boss battle: the licensure exam. She got approved to take the test a few months ago but needed to get a medical exception to access medicine during the four hour test. Guess what happened the week that approval came in the mail? A global pandemic.

While in quarantine we’ve been wondering about this test hanging in limbo. And then on Tuesday, we discovered that tests were happening, but in very small doses because of distancing and what not. Because of that, there was only one spot left between now and the end of summer.

After a 36-hour cram, sprinting to San Diego and taking a test for four hours in an N95 mask... MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

I have the most persistent, hard-working, skilled wife... and I am so happy for her meeting this much deserved accomplishment. The mental health needs of the world loom large. We’re lucky to have Deanna.

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When Dee Met Lola

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A throwback to one of my favorite photos ever taken.
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Also one of my favorite moments from the past 20 years.

My grandma passed away four years ago at the age of 98. Two years before that I started to get the very strong feeling that I needed to go see her. Growing up, we she lived with us on and off, but then she moved to the Philippines permanently when I was 20, so it had been a while.

That summer, which was the same time Deanna and I got engaged, we made the trip over to the Philippines to pay her a visit. We celebrated her 96th birthday, which is still the record for the oldest person’s party I’ve been able to attend.

It ended up being the last time I got to see her, but it felt like a fitting way to see her one last time.

I’m pretty eager to travel again whenever it’s safe to do so. I have a long list of places I haven’t been to get to! But also- I have a similarly long list of people I can’t wait to see again and this trip taught me that you can’t take those opportunities for granted.

Versus the Boredom

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Stillness is hard. And good.

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I’m all in support of playing it safe when it comes to reopening. Opening too soon is playing with fire. That said… it’s such a PR bummer when you have to announce a lockdown will continue. LA announced a lockdown extension yesterday and while that makes me feel safer, I also feel that collective UGH.

I think if I were in charge of a municipality of some sort, I’d open up extremely gradually when it was safe, while celebrating the crap out of whatever we were opening up. “GUESS WHAT CALIFORNIANS??? THE CARPOOL LANE IS BACK!!! Was it ever gone? Whatever, it’s here!”

In more seriousness, we’re at such a weird point in this pandemic where the data tells us we’re safer at home, but our emotions and social needs are so over it.


Stillness can be so uncomfortable, especially when you’re used to a life full of activity. We crave distractions. Noise. I don’t think I even realized how much stuff I would fill my calendar with until I was forced to cancel most of them. One of the more Enneagram 7 things about me is that constantly ongoing need for stimulation.

When you’re forced to sit still, you have to spend more time with yourself and you don’t always like what you find. You have to separate your being from doing. True stillness can be one of the most difficult things to confront. It’s so freaking valuable though.

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30 Things Before 30

I turned 30 last week, so I made a video about some of the things over the past 30 years I did that I’m most happy about. Some of them are probably obvious… others not so much!

Time moves fast, and the days that look totally ordinary are actually inconspicuous opportunities to do things that make our future selves proud.

What things have you done in your life that make you happy?

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Deanna's First Mothers' Day

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I’ve had so many good things happen to me over the past year but right there on the top shelf has been getting to see my wife evolve into a spectacular mother. There’s nothing like it.

She’s been loving Rhys since long before he was born, from getting herself ready for the journey of pregnancy to navigating those tricky waters for nine months. Rhys won the mom lottery for sure.

Happy first mothers day, Deanna!

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Run With Maud

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Ahmaud Arbery.

This morning we got up early and ran 2.23 masked up miles around the neighborhood in honor of a man who was killed trying to do the same thing.

I have a hard time writing posts like this, because, what‘s there to say other than that I’m mad. And sad. And especially sad that something like skin color makes this world a more dangerous place for many.

But, straightforward as they are, I’m gonna share those thoughts anyways. This thought has been following me around the past few weeks: you can’t heal what you don’t grieve.

Sharing the words of @coolurbanhippie here: “We’re tired of your indifference. We’re tired of your silence. We’re tired of your blatant misuse of privilege and power. We’re tired of your unknown privilege, in general. We’re also tired of you feeling like you deserve special treatment because you treat us like we’re the humans we are. We’re tired of knowing that you ain’t really gotta change a damn thing...if you don’t want to. And we’re tired of how THAT affects ALL OF OUR LIVES!!⠀

That could’ve been my cousin, my uncle, my nephew, or my best friend. Hell, it could’ve be ME...and, in fact, it was. HE WAS! HE IS!”

I want this stuff to change. But, that’s not gonna happen by looking the other way. Listen to those who are hurt and angry. Feel their grief. Nothing heals without processing that.

Thanks!

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Yesterday, a number of people wished me a happy birthday ~in spite of everything going on the world. 🔺 Guess what? 🔻 Yesterday was my best birthday in AGES!

First of all, so many of you jumped in to send cards, to participate in Zoom parties, and what not. Part of the reason why this was the best was because SO MANY of you were part of it. 📬💻✉️ The key ingredient to a good day, in my book, isn’t necessarily a trip or a big outing... it’s feeling close and connected to people. And the past week has been all about that.

Second, Deanna prepared for me a REALLY GOOD scavenger hunt that led to most of the sweet things y’all put in the mail. 🗺 You know treasure hunts are my jam, but I like ‘em on LEGITIMATELY HARD MODE. Ready Player One status. And Deanna delivered some real clever clues. POSTED a recap in my IGTVs.

Third, by liking that Plant With Purpose Post yesterday, you helped us unlock close to $600 for our COVID Resilience Funs. 💵💵💵 So good.

Above all, Deanna deserves all the props for being the ringleader of the festivities. Gotta admit, being asked to plan my 30th with her hands tied by quarantine was no small feat. But she turned into the most fun day.♥️ My wife is the most thoughtful, caring, brilliant creative genius I could ask to be in lockdown with.

Thirty

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Hey. I’m 30 now. Weird, right?

There’s a lot going on in the world, but in spite of all the chaos, I’m thankful to be a part of it. Thankful to have seen a lot of the world, and thankful that there’s far more I have yet to see. Thankful for my twenties, because seriously, that decade felt too good to be true. Thankful for my baby boy and sweet wife who I get to spend my day with.

That’s it. Just a lot of overwhelming gratitude over here. Thanks for being part of this epic journey and I can’t wait to go on adventures with you all again!

#GivingTuesdayNow

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It’s a good time to check in on your favorite nonprofit.

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The nonprofit world 🌍 is often one of the sectors that takes the hardest hit during an economic recession. The sad irony is that a recession also increases the need for a lot of services nonprofits provide- especially if they’re tied to food security, mental health, or fighting poverty.

Tomorrow is #GivingTuesdayNow - a rally around nonprofits providing much-needed help during a tough time. Plant With Purpose is participating and we’re raising money for our Readiness & Resilience Fund. Every donation will be doubled.

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Tomorrow also happens to be my birthday as well, and I’d gladly direct donations in that direction in lieu of presents!

Here are two other ways you can help your favorite orgs:

☝🏾If funds are tight, go on social media and act like an organization’s biggest fan. Like everything. Share posts. Blast through the algorithm. This signal-boost costs NOTHING but is a really big help, especially now that every fundraising and awareness events are all off the table.

✌🏾If you’re able to, sign up to donate monthly! Subscribing to a simple recurring gift, even if its $20 or $30 is much more valuable over the long run than sporadic bursts of generosity. Why? They’re sustainable and predictable gifts, and these make nonprofits recession-proof.

Make Your Distancing More Social

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What’s the most unusual hangout you’ve had via Zoom/FaceTime/etc.?

💻💻💻

I turn 30 next week. 🎂 Plan A was to be celebrating in New Orleans, but since that’s not happening, Deanna’s been putting together a string of surprise hangouts on Zoom. Given how extroverted I am, these have made quarantine so much more bearable!

Of course, now that we have all the time in the world to catch up… many of us don’t have much to catch up about. There’s only so much “what’s new… nothing at all…” dialogue that we can scrape together.

🙇🏾‍♂️

So… I’ve packaged together some of my favorite social activities made for Zoom/Facetime/Hangouts/Whereby/etc. during quarantine time.

They include:

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Got any others you wanna share?

#andtheworldgotsmaller

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Six Months of Rhys

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Happy half birthday Rhys! 🎉 You came to this world at a pretty wild time, no? It’s not always like this.

I hope that soon enough, we’ll be able to get back to all that good stuff we really enjoyed. Hiking with you in the backpack carrier. Taking sis to the dog park. Visiting Lola or your cousins Zara, Luke, and Simon. And then there’s all the stuff we had to put on hold. Your first trip. Meeting your Cousin Levi. That swamp tour we were gonna take.

In the meantime, slowing down to spend time with you has been the brightest spot in a crazy and chaotic time.
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When you first showed up, I wanted time to suddenly expand and every day to pass as slowly as a year. This isn’t quite what I meant, but it’s what we’ve had.

This past month, I’ve loved watching you have fun in the pool for the first time. I love how much you like sweet potatoes, and I hope you come around to like avocado a bit more. 🍠 Maybe when you discover guac. 🥑 I love that you find Beignet hilarious.

These past six months have been the sweetest.

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May 2020

 
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#122 Quarantine Cut

01 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I turn 30 next week. Plan A was to be celebrating in New Orleans, but since that’s not happening, Deanna’s been putting together a string of surprise hangouts on Zoom. Given how extroverted I am, these have made quarantine so much more bearable!

Of course, now that we have all the time in the world to catch up… many of us don’t have much to catch up about. There’s only so much “what’s new… nothing at all…” dialogue that we can scrape together.

So… I’ve packaged together some of my favorite social activities made for Zoom/Facetime/Hangouts/Whereby/etc. during quarantine time.

They include:

  • Show-and-Tell for Grownups - a digital gift exchange of legitimately cool links

  • Trivia Night - One person writes and hosts while everybody else competes

  • Codenames - Probably my favorite party-style board game that can be done via screenshare

  • Zoom-prov - After all, the whole point of improv is to roll with the punches

  • Open Mic Night – Bust out that Ben Folds cover

  • Bracket Wars – Make a March Madness style bracket for ANYTHING. Let the debates begin.

Got any others you wanna share?

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#123 Zoom Reunions

02 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I’m a celebration guy. I don’t have a hard time finding ways to turn the smallest triumph into the biggest party. So although I think I’d sound cooler to pretend I didn’t  care about how I celebrated my 30th birthday, the truth is that I care. I wanted it to be a big one!

What I really wanted was to have people around. But I honestly was worried that my closest friends were too spread out, too busy, and that I would end up celebrating a night with two other very random people who don’t know each other as a reminder of how frustratingly difficult it is to stay connected with people at this point in life.

So, I decided the safer way to make sure a good day would be to take a trip. New Orleans! Ethical swamp tour and everything!

Then quarantine happened. No guests AND no trip.

Except…

Deanna has made this week a great one. Every day of the past week she’s surprised me with an online hangout of some sort. I never know who it’s gonna be with or when it’ll happen until that exact moment! And we’ve had some good ones so far. We’ve done several of my ideas for social distancing hangouts.

I know she put a ton of effort into this roundup, but at the end of the day, I got what I really wanted for my birthday, even more than a trip- a chance to see so many people I love and to keep the connection going.

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#124 Before 30

03 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I turn 30 next week. Plan A was to be celebrating in New Orleans, but since that’s not happening, Deanna’s been putting together a string of surprise hangouts on Zoom. Given how extroverted I am, these have made quarantine so much more bearable!

Of course, now that we have all the time in the world to catch up… many of us don’t have much to catch up about. There’s only so much “what’s new… nothing at all…” dialogue that we can scrape together.

So… I’ve packaged together some of my favorite social activities made for Zoom/Facetime/Hangouts/Whereby/etc. during quarantine time.

They include:

  • Show-and-Tell for Grownups - a digital gift exchange of legitimately cool links

  • Trivia Night - One person writes and hosts while everybody else competes

  • Codenames - Probably my favorite party-style board game that can be done via screenshare

  • Zoom-prov - After all, the whole point of improv is to roll with the punches

  • Open Mic Night – Bust out that Ben Folds cover

  • Bracket Wars – Make a March Madness style bracket for ANYTHING. Let the debates begin.

Got any others you wanna share?

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#125 Hope Is Not Cancelled

04 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

It’s a good time to check in on your favorite nonprofit.

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The nonprofit world 🌍 is often one of the sectors that takes the hardest hit during an economic recession. The sad irony is that a recession also increases the need for a lot of services nonprofits provide- especially if they’re tied to food security, mental health, or fighting poverty.

Tomorrow is #GivingTuesdayNow - a rally around nonprofits providing much-needed help during a tough time. @plantwpurpose is participating and we’re raising money for our Readiness & Resilience Fund. Every donation will be doubled.

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Tomorrow also happens to be my birthday as well, and I’d gladly direct donations in that direction in lieu of presents!

Here are two other ways you can help your favorite orgs:

☝🏾If funds are tight, go on social media and act like an organization’s biggest fan. Like everything. Share posts. Blast through the algorithm. This signal-boost costs NOTHING but is a really big help, especially now that every fundraising and awareness events are all off the table.

✌🏾If you’re able to, sign up to donate monthly! Subscribing to a simple recurring gift, even if its $20 or $30 is much more valuable over the long run than sporadic bursts of generosity. Why? They’re sustainable and predictable gifts, and these make nonprofits recession-proof.

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#126 Thirty

05 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Hey. I’m 30 now. Weird, right?

There’s a lot going on in the world, but in spite of all the chaos, I’m thankful to be a part of it. Thankful to have seen a lot of the world, and thankful that there’s far more I have yet to see. Thankful for my twenties, because seriously, that decade felt too good to be true. Thankful for my baby boy and sweet wife who I get to spend my day with.

That’s it. Just a lot of overwhelming gratitude over here. Thanks for being part of this epic journey and I can’t wait to go on adventures with you all again!

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#127 Birthday Cards

06 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Yesterday, a number of people wished me a happy birthday ~in spite of everything going on the world. 🔺 Guess what? 🔻 Yesterday was my best birthday in AGES!

First of all, so many of you jumped in to send cards, to participate in Zoom parties, and what not. Part of the reason why this was the best was because SO MANY of you were part of it. 📬💻✉️ The key ingredient to a good day, in my book, isn’t necessarily a trip or a big outing... it’s feeling close and connected to people. And the past week has been all about that.

Second, Deanna prepared for me a REALLY GOOD scavenger hunt that led to most of the sweet things y’all put in the mail. 🗺 You know treasure hunts are my jam, but I like ‘em on LEGITIMATELY HARD MODE. Ready Player One status. And Deanna delivered some real clever clues. POSTED a recap in my IGTVs.

Third, by liking that Plant With Purpose Post yesterday, you helped us unlock close to $600 for our COVID Resilience Fund. 💵💵💵 So good.

Above all, Deanna deserves all the props for being the ringleader of the festivities. Gotta admit, being asked to plan my 30th with her hands tied by quarantine was no small feat. But she turned into the most fun day.♥️ My wife is the most thoughtful, caring, brilliant creative genius I could ask to be in lockdown with.

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#128 Working With Piecey

07 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

So, I got a PS4 for my birthday, and isn’t that ironic.

For a long time, I’ve talked about how I’m not a gamer. And how when it came to the list of possible hobbies I could see myself diving into, video games ranked pretty low on that list. A BIG reason is the time commitment. It’s not that I’ve been 100% opposed to the medium, but I typically have so many other activities that would be in competition for my free time.

The other reason is that the selection of games out there that seem worth my time appears slim. Seeing one game after another set in some sort of post-apocalyptic space war doesn’t quite capture my interest.

Finally, I try and refrain from too much screentime. I try to be selective so if I sit down to watch something, it’s something that I’ve really thought about and prioritized. Games kind of run counter to that.

But, living in quarantine will change a few things. And even if I ditch gaming as a hobby once this ends, I think I can get far enough into some games to have justified the purchase.

So… after we finish Kingdom Hearts, I suppose I’ll try my hand at some sports games. NBA. FIFA. MLB. Then the Uncharted series.

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#129 Run With Maud

08 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Ahmaud Arbery.

This morning we got up early and ran 2.23 masked up miles around the neighborhood in honor of a man who was killed trying to do the same thing.

I have a hard time writing posts like this, because, what‘s there to say other than that I’m mad. And sad. And especially sad that something like skin color makes this world a more dangerous place for many.

But, straightforward as they are, I’m gonna share those thoughts anyways. This thought has been following me around the past few weeks: you can’t heal what you don’t grieve.

Sharing the words of @coolurbanhippie here: “We’re tired of your indifference. We’re tired of your silence. We’re tired of your blatant misuse of privilege and power. We’re tired of your unknown privilege, in general. We’re also tired of you feeling like you deserve special treatment because you treat us like we’re the humans we are. We’re tired of knowing that you ain’t really gotta change a damn thing...if you don’t want to. And we’re tired of how THAT affects ALL OF OUR LIVES!!⠀

That could’ve been my cousin, my uncle, my nephew, or my best friend. Hell, it could’ve be ME...and, in fact, it was. HE WAS! HE IS!”

I want this stuff to change. But, that’s not gonna happen by looking the other way. Listen to those who are hurt and angry. Feel their grief. Nothing heals without processing that.

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#130 Swimming Pool

09 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Whenever the Age of Lockdown ends and we enter into whatever chapter of the world happens next, I can’t wait to get back to the activity that I’ve really fallen in love with over the past ten years: capturing stories and photographs all around the world of people, resilience, and the human story.

I’m especially eager for whenever that becomes possible, because I think I’m in a better spot to hone my own style and develop my artistic voice. I would love to especially be focused on capturing images of joy in places where that seems hardest or least likely. I’m curious about how I can make joy and life recurring themes in all of the images I capture.

It seems like it still might be a while before these possibilities go back on the table. But I’ll be very excited for when that happens.

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#131 Deanna’s First Mothers’ Day

10 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I’ve had so many good things happen to me over the past year but right there on the top shelf has been getting to see my wife evolve into a spectacular mother. There’s nothing like it.

She’s been loving Rhys since long before he was born, from getting herself ready for the journey of pregnancy to navigating those tricky waters for nine months. Rhys won the mom lottery for sure.

Happy first mothers day, Deanna!

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#132 Great Barrier Relief

11 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Tequila wasn’t that great the first time I tried it. The friends I was with said it needed a chaser, a tastier beverage to immediately wash it down with so you could forget the stringent, acidic taste.

Gradually, though, I figured out how to appreciate it. More importantly, I discovered it’s much more delectable cousin, mezcal. Along with this appreciation came a deeper curiosity. I was curious about the subtle differences in each batch.

What does this have to do with anything? I think our responses to life’s curve-balls are kind of similar.

When the unexpected happens, we either 1️⃣ numb the pain with distractions and carry on or 2️⃣ lean into the discomfort, get curious, and do some inner exploring.

It’s not always a straight path. And I don’t think reaction 1️⃣ is necessarily bad. 1️⃣ is the key to survival, 2️⃣ is the key for both.

When this pandemic first broke out, I definitely had to engage phase 1️⃣ 100%. My fixation on scrolling Twitter for updates kept us informed early. It allowed us to make moves that kept us safe. And no regrets there, even though it was so tiring I didn’t want to do anything else but stream stuff and draw on Illustrator. But now that we’ve got a routine that keeps us secure, I’ve been able to lean into that phase 2️⃣ curiosity more and more. It’s unsettling! I see life as an adventure. How does that change when travel and backpacking and all the “obvious” adventures are taken away? What does my belief in hope say about the moment we’re in? How do I want to be different afterwards and what can I do to get there?

To go back to the original metaphor, it’s only by engaging this curiosity that we get to that smoky delicious discovery of mezcal. Can’t wait to see what that’s gonna be.

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#133 Last Week in Bakersfield

12 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Stillness is hard. And good.

I’m all in support of local governments playing it safe when it comes to reopening. Opening too soon is playing with fire. That said… it’s such a lose-lose proposition from a PR standpoint. LA announced a lockdown extension yesterday and while that makes me feel safer, I also feel that collective UGH.

I think if I were in charge of a municipality of some sort, I’d open up extremely gradually when it was safe, while celebrating the crap out of whatever we were opening up. “GUESS WHAT CALIFORNIANS??? THE CARPOOL LANE IS BACK!!! Was it ever gone? Whatever, it’s here!”

In more seriousness, we’re at such a weird point in this pandemic where the data tells us we’re safer at home, but our emotions and social needs are so over it.

Stillness can be so uncomfortable, especially when you’re used to a life full of activity. We crave distractions. Noise. I don’t think I even realized how much stuff I would fill my calendar with until I was forced to cancel most of them. One of the more Enneagram 7 things about me is that constantly ongoing need for stimulation.

When you’re forced to sit still, you have to spend more time with yourself and you don’t always like what you find. You have to separate your being from doing. True stillness can be one of the most difficult things to confront. It’s so freaking valuable though.

Do what you need to do to take care of yourself… but if you’re in the situation of just feeling existentially bored, that’s not weird. But don’t try and numb that feeling or distract yourself. Take questions about life, purpose, and identity and use entire days at a time to process them. Or just sit still and listen. I think as a collective, our world could benefit from that. I know I could.

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#134 Not in Banff

13 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I turned 30 last week, so I made a video about some of the things over the past 30 years I did that I’m most happy about. Some of them are probably obvious… others not so much!

Time moves fast, and the days that look totally ordinary are actually inconspicuous opportunities to do things that make our future selves proud.

Some off the cuff: Marrying Deanna, persisting in trying to have Rhys, adopting Beignet, living in Oregon, caring about sustainability, living in Italy and Argentina, interning with LiNK, doing my thesis work in South Africa, taking the two years in between undergrad and grad school to go travel, seeing Lola one last time, reading some great books, constantly writing, and paying off all student loans.

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#135 LCSW Exam

14 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Time for a family update ⚠️ This one was years in the making...

Deanna is OFFICIALLY a Licensed Clinical Social Worker. I can’t think of many other times I’ve seen someone pursue a goal this persistently... this has been a target of hers since 2012. Literally as long as we’ve been a couple.

After you finish your Masters of Social Work they say it might take two years to log enough supervised hours. She finished in 2014, and I know you MATHLETES right now are hacking away at your pocket calculators saying, WAIT‼️ That was six years ago.

Yup. That two year timeline is the best case scenario that doesn’t account for time in between jobs or the time in between getting a job and getting supervised. Or moving out of state. Or dealing with health emergencies. Or having a baby.

Deanna literally overcame all that. She got those hours and applied for the final boss battle: the licensure exam. She got approved to take the test a few months ago but needed to get a medical exception to access medicine during the four hour test. Guess what happened the week that approval came in the mail? A global pandemic.

While in quarantine we’ve been wondering about this test hanging in limbo. And then on Tuesday, we discovered that tests were happening, but in very small doses because of distancing and what not. Because of that, there was only one spot left between now and the end of summer.

After a 36-hour cram, sprinting to San Diego and taking a test for four hours in an N95 mask... MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

I have the most persistent, hard-working, skilled wife... and I am so happy for her meeting this much deserved accomplishment. The mental health needs of the world loom large. We’re lucky to have Deanna.

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#136 Cheers to the Social Worker

15 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

I haven’t been my usual productive self since quarantine, and I’m fully okay with that. If anything, it makes me question that usual persistent desire to always be making things and working on a project. As life shifts towards whatever comes next, I think I’m much more interested in protecting my free space and time to watch stuff, hang out with Deanna and Rhys, and to play- whatever that looks like.

I know there’s an aspect to my personality that always needs to engage my creative side and to come up with stuff. And I think being more aware of that frees me up from having to worry about not being productive enough. I tend to err on the side of overproduction.

A big part of growth looks like knowing what your tendencies are, and the areas of life where you easily lose balance. This is one for me, but I’m thankful for the more intense jolt of awareness the past several weeks have been.

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#137 Lola and Rhys Reunited

16 May 2020 // Bakersfield, California

Self care isn’t all bubble baths and spa days.

Some of us get it but others, including myself, sometimes tend to think of self-care in a pretty one-dimensional way. But, weird times, a whirlwind of changes, and my growing commitment to sustainability have made me think more about how to be a good steward of my own soul.

Like a physical body or an ecosystem, our soul has different needs. I love the way the podcast Staying In with Emily and Kumail broke things down:

The need for comfort/stress-relief: Most of the stereotypical images of self-care go here. I’m not a creature of habit, but I do have a few go-to things I turn to that I can count on for a mood boost: playing with Beignet, playing with Rhys, a bowl of pho, episodes of Kim’s Convenience or Psych, and obnoxiously loud music.

The need to feel awe: For me, this is a HUGE need, and it drives my love of travel and adventure. Of course, those are off the table right now. However, a well-told story can also invoke that same sense of wonder, and so diving deep into a good novel or meaningful film has been a good source of wonder. And thankfully, seeing my son hit so many milestones is a great source of wonder, too.

The need to not think: I spend so much time engaging my mind that I forget that this is a need too. Meditation can take care of this. So can a good run. Or a dance party. This is also off the table right now, but I used to love batting cages as a way to just shift my energy from mind to body. Honestly, this has taken the form of video games for me lately, and I never thought I’d see that happen.

The need to be heard: It’s a real need too. Perhaps this is why I write as much as I do. And why I actually really enjoy traditional talk therapy. Or keeping my wife up late with dumb questions.

How do you practice soul care?

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#138 Secret Stairs

17 May 2020 // Rancho Palos Verdes, California

Things I’m learning about my disposition as an eternal optimist:

A big part of how people see me is as a persistently joyful person in spite of obstacles.

It’s okay if there’s a gap in between people’s perceptions and how I feel all the time, I just need to be clear about that gap.

Still, my sense of joy is more persistent than most people’s, and it’s encouraging for other people to see.

I can recognize how this is a gift to people, while realizing that I don’t always need to project that to myself. I’m not even obligated to present that to others, but it is a nice thing I can do.

The world does need more joy and true joy isn’t very dependent on circumstances.

In times of crisis, I must resist my urge to look for silver linings and sunny upsides. They exist, but because I have the tendency to bring them up in ways that dismiss others’ pain, I’m often better off letting somebody else bring these up. Saying nothing but being present is okay.

At the end of the day, joy is my inner sanctum. I can feel other things, while still knowing how to access joy.

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#139 Jeopardy Tryouts

18 May 2020 // Carson, California

Lemme indulge a little hyper-optimism for a bit. You don’t gotta believe it, just humor me.

It’d be cool if as a result of remote work becoming a new norm and of the upheaval of the travel industry (including long quarantined for international arrivals) SLOW TRAVEL became the norm.

Rather than people taking a quick two week break to overindulge an overseas locale before returning to an unhealthy work rhythm, what if it became normal to go somewhere for a month or two, still doing remote work during typical hours, exploring afterwards.

That slower pace would actually allow you to experience more of the culture and facilitate meeting locals, and would do less damage to the ecology and infrastructure of tourist hotspots.

I imagine this would be an overall win for both the economy and environment of places like Costa Rica, Bali, Thailand, etc. plus it would push back against the cultural exploitation and consumptive mentality of the worst parts of the travel industry.

✅ Reduced environmental burden

✅ Work/life integration

✅ Empowers host communities

✅ Less frenzied travel

✅ Economically efficient for the traveler and the host community

✅ Opportunities to discover a remote mom & pop restaurant in the Alps, then to befriend said mom & pop

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#140 Rhys’ Bathtime

19 May 2020 // Carson, California

Earlier in this year, I thought 2020 would be a busy one for me. I figured that after spending lots of 2019 on the sidelines, holding back from travel for Rhys’ birth, 2020 would be a big reengagement.

I figured that it would be a busy and adventurous year, between Burundi and the Congo, Alaska and Bali, Maui, Sydney, and New Orleans, refueling on the stories I like telling about adventures and cultures and places. I honestly thought that a lot of that would open new opportunities and breakthroughs.

In reality, not so much.

Of course I am sad to see those adventures all cancelled or postponed.

BUT- I’m realizing that maybe now isn’t the best time in my life to be dive bombing right back into the frenzy of adventure. I’m still discovering how to keep space for these things in my life while being fully around for Rhys, and perhaps four months of age is a little too soon for me to be learning how to chart those waters. I’m an optimist and I still think it’s possible, but I also think there’s a lot to learn about how to have a healthy family while still transforming the world.

My biggest hope is that this year becomes the biggest health-point power-up my small family could’ve ever asked for. I do think my marriage is perhaps as strong as it's ever been, as we keep trying to find new ways to learn how to care for each other. Fatherhood is as rewarding as ever, and heck, I even get more quality time with Beignet these days.

The far away adventures? There will be time and space for them too. But I’m glad they’ll be built on a stronger foundation of home.

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#141 The Underground Railroad

20 May 2020 // Carson, California

One of the oddities of living in lockdown has been the fact that I’ve started playing more video games. I have often thought of myself as decidedly a non-gamer, but these are strange times, no?

I do love video games with a good storyline that unfolds slowly, over the course of the many hours that you play. I love games with different worlds, lands, realms, dimensions, etc. that you need to unlock one-by-one, as you gain new abilities and skills.

Whenever our world reopens- and I suppose some parts of that process are in their infancy- I  wonder if it’ll be a bit like that. We get grocery stores from the get-go. Just to spend our coins on supplies and what not. State Parks open up pretty early in the game, level three or whatever.

A bit further down the line, we get mini-games back like the NBA and baseball. Restaurants. Airplanes and travel REALLY open up some of the most fun levels, but it takes being at a pretty high level to unlock it.

Much like some video games, you can skip ahead to advanced levels earlier. BUT you’ll be woefully underprepared and you’ll probably lose a lot of health points that way. Best to work your way towards these advanced phases gradually. Earn them.

It’s a funky metaphor, but it’s actually a kind of helpful one for me. It reminds me that the entirety of life isn’t on hold, it’s more a matter of slowly opening up more and more worlds, each one being a whole realm of adventure in-and-of itself.

Even though it will rightfully takes some time to move us into wherever we’re going with this new normal thing, seeing each step in that direction as a mindful adventure can help.

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#142 How To Be An Antiracist

21 May 2020 // Carson, California

Sharing some quarantine reads! I haven’t done quite as much reading as I thought I would have at the start of this lockdown, but I have managed to get in quite a few good reads… here’s a trio of them!

How To Be An Antiracist by Ibram X. Kendi // ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I picked this up fairly spontaneously and was wowed. It’s a strongly written book that helped me further explore and challenge concepts I thought I already knew pretty well. Kendi blends personal memoir-style writing with legitimate scholarly insight so seamlessly. It had both head and heart. Most of all, it did an excellent job of exploring how race issues interact with other inequities like disability, class, and gender.

The Moment of Lift by Melinda Gates // ⭐️⭐️⭐️

This book was an insightful look at the impact of investing in women around the world. It was a good read overall, but my favorite thing about this book is how well it captured the importance of delivery systems: making sure efforts to help women around the world are implemented in a way that will be culturally appropriate and well-received.

The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead // ⭐️⭐️⭐️

This one sat on my nightstand forever, while gathering all kinds of hype. It reimagines the Underground Railroad as an actual railroad and follows an escaped slave as she makes various stops. I liked it, but perhaps over-hyped myself for it, because it was occasionally hard to track. Whitehead’s newest book is getting even more acclaim, so I might have to check that out too.

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#143 Empty Neighborhoods

22 May 2020 // Carson, California

Ready for one more round of International Film Favorites? Here we go!

🇿🇦🇫🇷🇳🇿🇬🇭🇯🇵🇷🇴🇦🇷

I’ve had a lot of fun highlighting a sampler platter of favorite international movies for the Stuck-at-Home International Film Festival. There’s a good chance that this will be the final entry, partly because if I were to do another round, I’d need to find more movies! (If you know of any I NEED to check out, let me know!) In the meantime, I’m ready to share my final batch of foreign films and the answer to a pretty good question: how do you even find good international movies?

Here are just a few tips:

ASK FRIENDS 🔰 Especially your international friends, of course. Whenever I get to know somebody from another country, after a while, I usually ask for a film recommendation. They might also volunteer their two cents about what’s unique about films from their countries and that’s where I learn a lot. This is how I’ve discovered Jerusalema, Shoplifters, and other favorites.

LET AIRLINES DO THE WORK FOR YOU 🛩 Of course, this doesn’t work right now, but eventuallyyy. International flights used to be my best place for catching up on movies, and I would try to make at least half of them international films. International airlines need to appeal to pretty broad tastes from different regions of the world, and I almost always discover something new. KLM, Air New Zealand, and Cathay Pacific have had some of my favorite selections, and Ethiopian Airlines steps it up for African cinema.

PRETEND TO GO TO INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVALS 🎞 This includes the big names like Cannes, Venice, Banff, Toronto, SXSW, as well as local gems like the Busan International Film Festival or even something like San Diego’s Asian Film Festival. I know, some are expensive… but you can at least look up their lineups online and keep tabs on them for later.

Now for the final batch of films, including a gorgeously animated French feature, an indie favorite from New Zealand, and a gangster flick full of heart from South Africa. 

#sahiff2020

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#144 Resevoir Walk

23 May 2020 // Rancho Palos Verdes, California

One of the things I’ve been really feeling lately is the need to just spend more time playing.

Like, I am very much looking forward to this long weekend. I want to go on a hike somewhere. I want to not have to worry about work for a little bit. I really want to just sit around playing video games for a little bit.

Life has felt a bit dominated lately, by work and by the things that need to get done. By the time I finally have a chance to take a break and enjoy things, it’s pretty late in the day.

I’m looking forward to having that opportunity now. I’m convinced fun belongs somewhere on the hierarchy of needs.

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#145 Dalonga Coffee

24 May 2020 // Carson, California

life.dont.stop

Here’s a some family updates:

🏙 We’re back in LA for this next chapter of quarantine. I have a soft spot for South LA neighborhoods: Carson, Compton, Gardena, Torrance, Artesia. You know.

🏘 Back with my aunts. They’re both older and a BIG reason I moved back to Cali was to get to spend more time with that. That is definitely happening now.

🏆 Mom had her birthday today. She’s been staying with us too to help take care of Rhys while we work. Plus, his Tagalog was starting to get rusty. Yay mum!

🛒 I’m super happy the panic-buying has stopped and supply chains are more normal, with just a few exceptions. Mostly cause Rhys goes through baby supplies quick!

🏡 One weird thing I’ve started to appreciate a bit more are garages. Especially since most Californian homes lack basements, a garage can be a sweet hang out spot while bridging the gap between the inside and out.

🎞 I don’t really like to rewatch films once I’ve seen them. But there are exceptions for sure: The Big Sick, Arrival, Hunt For The Wilderpeople, The Farewell, Knives Out

It can be easy to think that right now we’re all just on a big break from regular life, but in reality, this IS regular life. For now and for the foreseeable future. The masks, the rage tweets, the sad commercials, all of it.

If you need time to take care of yourself, take it. But do so deliberately, instead of just waiting around for something else. Cause this is real life too!

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#146 Grilled Things

25 May 2020 // Carson, California

I can think of four people who I don’t typically see eye-to-eye with posting things in support of the black community that I wouldn’t have expected four years ago. Or even two.

It’s not a completed journey. But to me, it’s a sign of hope.

It’s also a reminder that by speaking up and expressing our sadness, anger, or grief, we’re contributing to a culture where people grow. We’re helping make the discomfort of staying the same greater than the discomfort of evolving.

Like I said, it’s not a complete journey. Its not linear. It’s a never ending process. But still, it’s worth all the effort.

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#147 Mom’s Birthday Cake

26 May 2020 // Carson, California

The ink barely dried from writing my thoughts on Ahmaud Arbery, when Breonna Taylor was lynched.

I hadn’t even begun drafting those thoughts before it happened to George Floyd. And almost Christian Cooper.

I try to be selective, measured, and strategic when it comes to speaking up, while at the same time never wanting to be silent. Elie Wiesel’s and Desmond Tutu’s words have followed me since middle school, in situations of injustice, neutrality and silence put you on the side of the oppressor.

At the same time, it’s hard to feel like you keep writing the same things over and over, only to see the same terrible headlines over and over.

What I try to remember is a conversation I had with a relative shortly after Mike Brown’s death. I was talking to a family member, and, I won’t repeat some of the comments I heard, but I was so, so surprised and bothered by the racist ideas I heard. I had a similar encounter with someone in my spiritual community. I felt anger and disgust and extreme disappointment to hear these things from people I loved and wanted to look up to.

This week, I heard one of those people express outrage over George Floyd’s killing, acknowledging that there’s nothing that could justify the knee to his neck that killed him. I saw posts from the other person, sharing the sentiment that, without having lived the black experience they’d never fully understand the trauma, but they could do their best.

Somewhere in between each told me “I see how you are, seeing all people as people. That’s had an effect on me.” Hearing that validated every challenging conversation and post I struggled through.

To be honest, I struggle with sharing this story. I don’t want to make it seem like I don’t have my own work to do. I also don’t want to make it seem like antiracist work is as easy as the movie Crash makes it look, where it just takes one string of well articulated words. More often than not, it looks like staying true to your convictions even when it feels like they get you nowhere. And I mostly think back to these experiences as my own reminder to keep speaking up. It actually does matter.

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#148 Ponderosa Way

27 May 2020 // Carson, California

I have never been more tired.

Physically. Spiritually. Emotionally.

I never anticipated that I’d reach a point where any opportunities to cope or take care of myself would also be off the table.

This won’t be the case forever. Sometimes you just have to keep showing up and making it to whatever’s next.

That’s what hope looks like sometimes. That’s what hope looks like a lot more often than people believe.

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28 May 2020 // Carson, California

Remember that video? The one with two toddlers… maybe one and a half or two. One white one black. Both seeing each other walking towards the same spot on the sidewalk. Remember?

If you don’t, it was a short viral clip that made its way around the internet months, maybe a year ago. It was pure joy.

Both boys, rushed towards each other, arms wide, shouting and laughing.

When their small legs finally brought them to the same part of the sidewalk, they hugged, jumped, laughed, and celebrated. They stared intently at the same toy together. Then they took off running in the same direction. You couldn’t possibly have more fun than them.

I shared that video today. I think it belonged on some people’s timelines.

Not to gloss over all the important and valid rage going on right now.

But to remind us all, we’re fighting for something good.

So good.

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#150 Duck Noodles

29 May 2020 // Carson, California

My Asian identity is something that I’ve come to love and appreciate a little more each year. Growing up. I didn’t want skin color to be the reason people didn’t consider me for roles, opportunities, or even relationships, so I often downplayed it.

Little by little, though, that shifted. And when I found out Rhys was on his way, I became even more intent on passing that part of my identity on to him. I mean, genetically he’d only be half as Asian as me, but I wanted him to LOVE that half. I started brushing up on my terribly imperfect Tagalog. I asked my mom to babysit him in it exclusively. (She sort of listened). I plan to take him to the Philippines as soon as he’s an age where he’d remember that trip.

In this moment especially, of ramped up xenophobia and fear, I think it’s especially important to celebrate culture and identity and family.

I love that so many of us share the story of parents and grandparents who silently sacrificed a TON to leave us all better off.

I love that our different cuisines feature a diversity within diversity of flavors and histories.

I love how travel bloggers and Anthony Bourdain can’t stop talking about the warmth of the Filipino people after their visits. I love the Manila episode of Parts Unknown.

I love our tendency towards collective thinking, especially seeing the negative impact of toxic individualism during a crisis. Collectivism itself isn’t perfect, but it’s different and refreshing.

I love that our brightest days are still ahead.

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#151 Harbor City Lake

30 May 2020 // Harbor City, California

Cities on fire:

🌲Eugene, Oregon.

🌴La Mesa, California.

Two places I’ve lived recently. Eugene for three years, where I started my marriage and ended grad school. La Mesa for just a month, but what an eventful month. It’s where I learned I was gonna be a dad.

This weekend, I saw the complex right behind my house in Eugene destroyed. A black female organizer tried to get three young, white twenty-somethings to stop smashing their skateboards into the windows of a Five Guys or T-Mobile, to no avail.

Multiple parts of La Mesa were set ablaze. I keep wondering about the taco shop where I told my parents they would be grandparents, the mom and pop Italian restaurant where we had a date night, or the used bookstore I could easily get lost in.

It’s disturbing to see cities you know set ablaze, but it’s important to be nuanced about what is happening. You can feel grieved to see your city in chaos. It’s wrong and inappropriate to police the emotions and response of the black community. 

In most instances, demonstrations began peacefully, until tear gas was fired at the slightest discomfort. From Philly to Seattle to Beverly Hills. It was the opposite of de-escalation.

The protestors advocating for Black Lives are being met by agents of chaos with no real purpose, white supremacists, and disorganized people who aren’t following the leadership of activist leaders. It’s important to make these distinctions because the message of this moment should not be obscured. We must change.

MLK’s words still apply to this situation: A riot is the language of the unheard.

And I’m moved by the owner of Gandhi Mahal, an Indian restaurant destroyed in Minneapolis: “Let my building burn, Justice needs to be served.” Indeed you can repair buildings and restore cities. We cannot bring back lost lives.

We need peace- but not just the kind where our cities go back to “normal.” We need new systems where black lives are no longer senselessly lost like we’ve seen far too often.

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#152 Seven Months of Rhys

31 May 2020 // Carson, California

A friendly reminder that:

The work is structural AND spiritual

The work is political AND personal

The work is holy AND hard

I’ve been seeing so many people having the hard conversations lately. I know for each of us, it seems like the uphill climb is so, so, steep. But just think, you’re doing this alongside millions of others. I can’t see that NOT creating some change.