I am a biracial man. My mother is a Black woman and my departed father was from a family of Eastern European immigrants. I was brought up to respect and admire both sides of my family and this includes being…
I am a biracial man. My mother is a Black woman and my departed father was from a family of Eastern European immigrants. I was brought up to respect and admire both sides of my family and this includes being…
“What Are You?” Being multiracial, this is a far too common question. Especially in America, it comes as no surprise when a stranger looks in our direction, makes that face, and more often than not, feels completely comfortable to ask which…
This article originally appeared in the newsletter. Join here to receive more articles in your inbox. As mixed people, we’ve become accustomed to identifying by our labels. It’s just so natural to say that we’re part of one racial category…
It was the smallest of changes. I had just arrived back in the United States after spending 5 years as a teenager of living in the land of the Danes. During my time abroad, I had often visited my father…
For years, we’ve been told the story that there is one way of being. What we think of as normal, the default, is White. The people we’ve been told to admire, the heroes that we see on screen, have by…
Recently, my job has begun engaging in more conversations about diversity and inclusion. As part of an effort to be greater allies and creators of change. The first step being one of the most important – educating ourselves about a…
“Blackbirds and bluebirds don’t mix.” “You shall not be unequally yolked.” From the myth of the Tower of Babel to the book of Revelation and the story of the Curse of Ham, the evangelical faith has a history of using…
In America, there are many common experiences we all go through. Getting that first car, fireworks on the 4th of July, and living through the weird era of life known as High School. It’s a place where our sense of…
Being mixed, we are often floating in between several cultures. There’s the cultures of our parents, the culture of where we live, and also the culture that our society assumes we are based upon our appearance. We are given conflicting…
I lived in Copenhagen from the age of 13 until the age of 18. During the first 2 years, I made my way through a Danish Catholic school where I received decent grades, but still had a language barrier to…
