Are we willing to find room at the Great Table for the entire human family, even for those we’d rather turn away? Are we prepared to make room for one another? This dream suggests an answer.
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How do we learn to accept the “Leahs” of our lives rather than causing them to suffer? We might begin by naming who we’re afraid of, exactly.
Last week’s post about my red “I am part of Everybody” coat prompts an amazing response from around the world.
A love story in tough times between a man, a woman, and a clarinet will make you ponder what creative gifts you might draw consolation from.
One secret of gardening: you can’t rush what can’t be rushed. We need to respect our place in the scheme of things, as uncomfortable as that may be.
A rather light-hearted list of 45 silver linings I’ve found in the clouds of my pandemic isolation.
Out in the world’s vineyard stretches a table with a feast meant for us all. I’ll meet you there.
As a nation, we’re tired of being in this pandemic mess. Some of us want—even need—our children to return physically to school. Others of us can’t bear the thought of it. How do we come together?
Dugnad. Say it with me: dugnad (doog-nod). It’s a Norwegian word I learned this week; an ancient word, traceable to the Viking Age, when villagers would labor together to bring ships ashore after long seafaring trips….
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