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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
As translated from Discourses of Rumi by Fatemeh Keshavarz: To speak the same language is to share the same blood,…
As translated from Discourses of Rumi by Fatemeh Keshavarz: When His light shines — without a veil — neither the…
As translated from Rumi’s Divan by Fatemeh Keshavarz: If anyone asks you about the huris, show your face, say: like…
Read the poem: When I see your face, the stones start spinning! You appear; all studying wanders. I lose my…
Grief comes to eat without a mouth. —William Matthews 1 Self-Portrait as the Scavenger Gull Here at the quiet limit of…
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not….
Le Pichon describes how his mother taught him a version of this lovely poem. So, we commissioned a new English…
Wendell Berry reads his poem “Sabbaths – 1979, IV”
The farmer-poet-conservationist Wendell Berry reads his iconic poem. Listen and share!
The grower of trees, the gardener, the man born to farming, whose hands reach into the ground and sprout, to…
Sometimes the refuge we need is not an escape, but a safe place to grapple with our hardest questions, and to challenge ourselves to be better.
As we turn the seasonal corner to the longest nights of the year, a reflection on the time we spend in the darkness, and what we can learn from it before turning back to the light.
A writer contemplates the hubris at the heart of the American experiment, and the painful but possible path that leads to our nation’s redemption.
Wise minds grapple with the tensions of faith and community, honor the resilience of a movement, and remember the love of family we often take for granted.
A white Evangelical Christian, and a Trump supporter, offers a gentle challenge: to put our preconceived notions aside, and understand each other more deeply than what we put on our ballots.
In our pursuit of justice, we must cling to what illuminates the darkness and keep the pain and indignation that fuel us from hardening to hatred.
A reflection on reimagining American identity, which may require us to break down our most basic assumptions about the society we live in in uncomfortable ways.
Even at our most broken and scattered, Mary Oliver seems to say, we can uncover new wholeness by examining each shattered piece.
A Jewish rabbi and a Mormon bishop unite their voices in an invitation to unity, and remind us that our diversity in race, religion, and politics is what makes our nation great.
An appeal to move beyond anger and reactiveness, and to concentrate instead on the immediate, crucial work of embodying justice.
From celebrations of Leonard and Leon to the good and the bad in the Electoral College — reflections to challenge our relationships with technology, with busyness, with history, and with each other.
An African-American professor who has spent her life building bridges across racial divides questions whether she can continue knowing that four out of five white Evangelical Christians voted for Donald Trump.
A Thanksgiving reflection on scarcity and abundance, and the sacred work of inviting our neighbors and strangers alike to the table.