for your weekend

May your weekend make room for dreaming, connecting, and kind curiosity. May you listen and be heard, may you see and be seen, and may you remember what it means to be fully yourself in the presence of others. Enjoy your weekend, friends. “Someday, you might...

When My Soul is Truly at Rest

While looking through an old journal yesterday, I came across this statement I had written at the top of one page, dated February 8. The year was 2005. Below that statement, I listed out what I thought would be true of me if my soul were at rest (here are the answers...

when a typhoon hits the Philippines

This happens every November. I write for 31 days in October and then November comes and I have nothing to say. But then a typhoon hit the Philippines and I can’t stop thinking about the people. I think about walking through the streets of Manilla two springs ago...