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A reflection acknowledging that the injustice of suffering can’t be wrapped up in a neat bow of closure. Instead, we the author looks to her culture’s understanding of ancestry — in the responsibility we have to the loved ones we’ve lost.
On the Blog
On coming together in that space with openness and trust, and creating something greater than the sum of our parts.
On questioning the habit of vilifying “gun people” for a fundamental part of their lives and identities — and on the deeper understanding that might bring us closer to the solution to violence that we all seek.
From college dorms to cohousing communities, living with other people can be chaotic and messy. Our columnist considers that these tensions may actually be healthy and essential to building resilient community.
Asking for help in hard times can be difficult, sometimes accompanied by shame. Our columnist offers practical tools for sharing and lifting the burdens of loved ones who have fallen on hard times.
A poetic reminder for writers: that the simplest words can be the most powerful.
Black women are blazing a new trail for yoga — one that shatters the barriers of race, culture, and class that previously excluded them. How women of color are embracing the strength of their bodies and spirits through vinyasa flows set to Future and Gucci Mane.
In the midst of chaos and anxiety, a selected list of restorative words on death and love in the wake of a hurricane, on the art of risk-taking, and on stepping back and looking at our actions and reactions anew.
To be a tía — an aunt — is a singular honor. On the bittersweet truth of choosing not to have children, and the gift of deeply loving a child who isn’t one’s own.
As the warmth and lush greenery of summer give way to fall in our part of the world, a poem on the hollowness of the coming season, and the promise that rushes in to fill the void.
President Trump called the mass shooting in Las Vegas “an act of pure evil.” Courtney questions why we use the word “evil” to explain such violence. And, she argues, why we should stop making that moral bargain.
We’re beset with horrible news from all sides, these days — from the lives lost in Las Vegas to the millions suffering in Puerto Rico and Houston. Sharon Salzberg asks: Can we break out of our cycle of agitation to meet this suffering from a place of love?
Hand-picked by our editor-in-chief, perspectives on reimagining loved ones, the workplace, and the shape of community — from Ali Schultz on the false shine of office perks to what unity looks like, on the football field and off.
The turbidity of Melbourne’s Yarra River reflects the murkiness of inner life. When faced with loss and joy, we must sink into shadows before we can make the crossing — and emerge more whole on the opposite shore.
Three poems to celebrate new beginnings every day, atoning, and reconciling.
At a certain point, we come to the realization that our mothers have interior lives entirely separate from us. On the conceptual challenge of seeing our mothers as whole human beings.
When it feels like our life has been turned upside-down, sometimes the greatest comfort isn’t advice or a solution, but having someone to simply endure alongside us.
When the spirit feels leaden, there’s respite in the sunrise that breaks through the night. A poem from Mary Oliver on taking comfort in daybreak.
What would it look like if we optimized our workplaces not for happiness, but for human wholeness?
Perspectives on hope, juxtaposed and overlapped, and action — including stories on veterans and volunteerism, Titus Kaphar’s TED talk on amending our monuments, and a constellation forms around Krista’s conversation with Junot Diaz.
Is the way we talk about and imagine opioid addiction hurting people who need our help? A native West Virginian considers the ravages of the disease on her loved ones, her home state, and families across the country — and looks to compassion as a strategy for healing.
An unexpected letter landed on our columnist’s doorstep the other day. It contains a surprising lesson on the meaning of community — and an opportunity to open up to a fellow flawed and striving human being.
A lesson in expectations, disappointment, and living forward tradition from our Hamilton-obsessed columnist.
A poem of observation and petition to usher in these ten Days of Awe for year 5778.
There’s more to hope than optimism. Parker reads Victoria Safford on what it really means to stand in the place where hard, joyful work makes our vision for change come alive.