After hearing Nobel laureate Malala Yousafzai on the radio, a middle-aged woman from the Midwest reflects on her own life and the courage to choose hope in the face of despair.
In a culture of curated sharing, the intimacy of human touch can be daunting — even for a pastor. An essay on how the practice of laying on of hands is a quiet and necessary rite that ought to become part of our story again.
We build all sorts of enclosures to protect us and keep our loved ones safe from harm. But in column in poetical form, we are tasked with being vulnerable and opening those gates.
In a world where we feel more connected to friends on social media friends than our next-door neighbors, an argument that finds hope in Halloween and its ability to bring community together — even if only for a few magical hours.
A powerful essay on the responsibility of raising black sons in America. Against the forces of injustice and the brutal truth of racial inequality, a scholar and a mother finds hope in community and the knowledge that "together we create gardens of possibility in the parched earth."
Inspired by the simplicity and power of Naomi Shihab Nye's story, here's a list of five simple things we can do to help with healing the heart of democracy.
As many of us Americans approach the July 4th weekend, Parker Palmer proposes an Interdependence Day to remind us that "we're all in this together."
A student of agriculture applies the lessons from permaculture to our increasingly polarized political climate. Just as there are plant guilds, she writes, we can create people guilds too.
Parker Palmer offers a light-hearted vignette on the unexpected visitor and welcoming her in — all by way of a metaphor by Rumi.
Author and poet Jennifer Michael Hecht on suicide, resilience, and community. She says, "We have secret web-like connections to each other. Sometimes when you can't see what's important about you other people can." Join the conversation here.
On the anniversary of Mr. Rogers' passing, a conversation about unconditional love, community, and the gentle way we learned how to be human from a quiet man in a reliable sweater.
A simple phrase quoted at a rural elementary school has us contemplating its meanings.
To be so far from want that we wish others to be partakers of our plenty is something for which to give thanks writes a Chicago public defender on this Thanksgiving day.
For service members returning home from combat, PTSD diagnoses are commonplace and extensive. But one VA psychologist argues that the complications of PTSD compound to create a moral injury — one that requires a community, not a clinic, in order to heal.
This week, Trent Gilliss asks how we might cover the papal process. And our capsule shares the many ways people are building the "beloved community" and how a rock band was inspired by a 20th-century Jewish philosopher. And we remember Rabbi David Hartman.
"Even if you like living alone, that doesn't always mean you want to be alone." ~Lisa Napoli
Each Friday night, the author and journalist opens her door and throws a "party" in her LA abode. Anybody can come and socialize. It's such a lovely idea and seems like a great way to build relationships and foster community in one's own way. Great idea!
This week's been one of those surprising times when so many people identified with Krista's Scrooge-like outlook on Christmas but add to the discussion by contributing to community.
By turning away from wanting things to valuing people, we can celebrate the holiday season through the eyes of a "beloved community" and ask what kind of community we can create together.
An illustration of Xavier Le Pichon’s analogies between the “rigidity” and what he calls “ductility” of the earth, and human communities he's witnessed from India to France.
How might we set up a website in which people could find political pen pals for civil, substantive conversations? Offer your suggestions and please share with others. They might have the answer!
A two-minute follow-up video in which an activist of 70 years challenges the 99% movement not to just "expose the enemy" but to become the solution by reinventing society, work, education, and culture.
The Minneapolis hip hop artist unites community, family, and serving one another through a cool community get-together and outreach effort in the Twin Cities.
Screen capture of the Baha’i Faith Facebook page.
Day two of fasting this year, and the egg salad on the sesame bagel was especially delicious this morning. This is the dichotomy of the Nineteen Day Fast — that while we don’t eat or drink from sunrise to sunset, the early morning meals feel more special and dinners more festive.
The Baha’i Faith has its own calendar of 19 months made up of 19 days. As in Islam, one of these months is set aside for fasting, just during the daylight hours. And much like the Islamic month of Ramadan, when it comes time for the sun to set, the evening meal feels like a party, a celebration, a time for truly giving thanks for our nourishment, be it a feast or bread and water.
(photo: fake is the new real/Flickr, licensed under Creative Commons)
It was strange to experience my conversation with Elizabeth Alexander about finding fresh ways to talk about difficult things, which became so painfully relevant in light of the Arizona shootings and the soul-searching around them. It’s a kind of relevance I wouldn’t wish for.