Rachel Button sent us this poem marking the parades that often go unacknowledged on Veterans Day.
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.
A massive art installation made with repurposed materials breathes new life into a deteriorating Detroit neighborhood.
This past summer, I drove to Chicago with Grace Boggs and Myrtle Thompson of Feedom Freedom Growers for some book-signing events and radio interviews. During the four- to five-hour drive from Detroit, Myrtle and I shared stories about raising our children. Grace didn’t say much.
One of the stars in the constellation of Grace Lee Boggs' world of change is hip-hop artist Invincible, whom the Village Voice calls Detroit’s "femme-emcee extraordinaire." Invincible (aka Ilana Weaver) is a rapper and spoken word artist who leads workshops through the Boggs Center's Detroit Summer project.
In one of these workshops, she leads kids in collecting and studying interviews with community members. They use these conversations as the source for their own hip-hop pieces and brainstorm alternative solutions to the problems raised by their interviewees. She says this about her friendship with Grace Lee Boggs (whom you'll hear in our podcast this Thursday):
Krista stops by public radio station WDET, while in Detroit. They're doing interesting on-the-ground reporting and community building.
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.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the Buddhist teacher offered to lead this meditation for 350 folks during our live event. The result? A magical experience. Try it for yourself and let us know if it translates for you.
Members of the audience were asked to write questions for her on index cards. Here's a glimpse at what was on their minds.
“The Platform of Surrender” (photo: Anna Gay/Flickr, licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0)
While going through the process of divorcing my husband, living as a single mother with my daughter, working full time in a classroom for severely physically and cognitively disabled children, and going to college full time in the evenings, I began to ponder what true love is. It was during this time that I had the following experience with a wonderful lady, Ms. Fran.