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When the Map Runs Out………

When the Map Runs Out: Finding Your Way Through the Desert In-Between On liminal seasons, sacred disorientation, and the slow work of becoming There is a moment — if you have ever been truly lost — when the map in your hand stops making sense. The road it promises isn’t there. The landmarks don’t match. […]

Beholding: Learning to See What’s Always There

The Art of Beholding: Learning to See What Has Always Been There There is a particular quality of light that appears in the late afternoon of an Ohio April. It arrives low and amber, slanting through leaves that have already begun their eager growth to bright greens. If you are moving fast enough — hurrying […]

Two Wounded Hands and the Gap We Still Must Close

The Divine Touch of Connection: How a Single Image Holds a History, a Story, and a Call My father was an artist of some renown. He drew an image like this during the turmoil of the 1960s to tell us something — and it was lost to history. I have tried to recreate it for […]

“The Gap Between Good Intentions and Real Justice”

Dr. King, “Sincere Ignorance,” and the Work of Becoming Intelligent There’s a moment I keep returning to—quiet, ordinary, and surprisingly revealing. A conversation starts with goodwill. People want fairness. They want safety. They want to be decent. Then the same pattern appears facts arrive without their context, a few details get trimmed, and the outcome […]

Let Me Listen: Shared Humanity Love

Let Me Listen: A Love Letter to Shared Humanity (and What It Asks of Us There’s a particular kind of courage in saying: let me listen. Not “let me fix.” Not “let me respond.” Not even “let me impress you with my empathy.” Just… listen. In a poem by Charles Anthony Silvestri (2022), that invitation […]

Numbness, Discernment, and Voting with Care

Sometimes I am just plain numb. Not in a dramatic, storybook way—no fireworks, no sudden collapse. It’s quieter than that. It feels like driving through fog for days: my hands still move, my calendar still gets filled, my words still come out in the right order. I can answer emails. I can make dinner. I […]