Why We Need to have the Courage to Look our Neighbor in the Eye
I was 14 years old when I first remember looking pain and injustice in the…
Stumbling into Holy Ground Moments Around the Table of Refugees
Last week I was invited to a space I had no business being in. It…
The Simple Practice that Changes [Almost] Everything
I like to think of myself as a pretty joyful person—quick to point out beauty…
Why I’m Choosing Insatiable Curiosity Above All Else
I think this book may have just changed my life. I recently finished Beginner’s Pluck…
The Ripples I see in a Single Photograph and Why it Should Matter to You Too
I’m a little afraid to tell this story. It feels like the kind of moment…
It’s not You Who Makes the Trees Grow
I can’t work my way out of this. “This” seems to change in every season….
Your Courage is Contagious
I can’t stop looking at this picture. It’s more than just a great memory or…
Finding Joy Even When Something Feels Missing
This place is oddly quiet. I’ve grown used to the sound of fans, air con…
It’s Time for the Seasons to Change
My time in Mae Sot is coming to a close, and this keeps me up…
When Interruptions Become Moments of Doing Life Together
I relished the silence. On this particular day, business in Braverly was slow. A few…