Prisms dangle in at least eight windows of my home, welcoming rainbows as the sun makes its daily journey across the sky. One mid-morning, my five-year-old godson caught a rainbow on his forehead. His seven-year-old sister noticed, and gently held him there a moment...

A threshold is not a simple boundary; It is … a real frontier that cannot be crossed without the heart being passionately engaged and woken up. This is one reason such vital crossings were often clothed in ritual. John O'Donahue To Bless the Space Between Us If...

A friend recently asked me for help. As a Black scholar, she wanted a white colleague’s perspective on how to keep white people focused on racial justice, when heightened awareness wanes, as it usually does.  What are some guidelines, she asked, that might help...

For the past ten days, I’ve slipped outside my back door after dark and stepped into a night walk, looping the circuits of this twinkling light labyrinth holding a word, a person, or a hope for the world near my heart  It’s a practice that keeps deepening in me,...