A grain of salt
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist When my granny died, I was half a world away in India. I had seen her just days before at her home in Oregon, where she pressed a copy...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist When my granny died, I was half a world away in India. I had seen her just days before at her home in Oregon, where she pressed a copy...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist The world may well be ending, and if assessments of common science are plausible, we’re headed along an expected trajectory where the only real debatable matter seems to be...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist Okay world, that’s enough. I’m not quite certain where it began — though I suspect there are some strong roots in the Old Testament — but this culture of...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist I have decided that living with trauma is kind of like having emotional fibromyalgia. Some days, everything hurts and all the inexplicable tender parts feel raw and confused. The...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist I was heading to a friend’s house to go for a run – one of the few socially sanctioned outings we can still cling to without guilt. “Okay,” she...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist There’s a sort of pass/fail culture happening in, well, pretty much everything we do these days. We set lofty intentions and label them as “goals,” then determine that anything...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist When the sadness hits, I know it. It’s different from other kinds of sadness; it’s a kind of tender response to the humdrum of everyday life, when suddenly I...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist Every year, without fail, the new year arrives. With it’s slow, unstoppable force, like blackberry overgrowth, it creeps over us with suffocating thorny truths and optimistic expectations of fruit....
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist It’s that time of year again. We’re obliged to parties and gatherings and second helpings. We’ve got relatives to relate to, colleagues to Secret Santa with and everything tastes...
By Ammi Midstokke Reader Columnist Somehow, perhaps with the transition into the Industrial Revolution and hourly wages, Americans seem to have lost compassion for the unwell. Working hard for long hours each day and...