As part of a series of conversations I conducted to help document and celebrate Still Harbor’s 10th Anniversary, I spoke with Dave Woessner and Tiffany Curtis, two graduates of Still Harbor’s Spiritual Direction Practicum.Read More
I am inspired by the beautifully worn materials of the construction on ancient Buddha statues.Read More
How can we be capacious and strong enough to embrace the whole picture of our complicated world, the beauty and the suffering?
In his email, he was thanking me for the paintings that hung in the waiting room. He did not give any details about his disease but said that the pieces in the wall made him feel better.
In this moment of disruptive change in our political environment I see both hope and real possibility to integrate traditional community organizing, social movement theory, and spiritual practices in order to bring our whole selves to the work of transforming systems and structures that oppress people and prevent them from realizing and sharing their gifts.Read More
Once created, the experience we have in the moment of reacting to art is, intriguingly, unreproducible by any mind of the past or future, which alone makes producing art a game of infinity.Read More
Eliza finds a connection to something greater in nature or stillness, and it helps her honor that she is not holding her work alone.
I have always been a curious person, asking too many questions too directly to too many people—often inappropriately to those with authority over me or to people from cultures where the young should not question their elders, no matter their intentions.
Sujatha Baliga found herself sitting in a room with a murderer and his victim’s parents, who had come seeking something more than punishment for their child’s killer. Sujatha, and the process of Restorative Justice, was uniquely positioned to help. In this interview, Sujatha teaches us about the practice of Restorative Justice and her personal experience.Read More
There is a profound spiritual crisis at play in our society. It is a crisis of disconnection. As two women who have been young single mothers, our stories and experiences inform our understanding of and commitment to the work of bringing spiritual resources to bear on the current, ubiquitous crisis of disconnection in our world. Our lives have taught us the power of connecting with and across difference and not in spite of it.Read More
Human beings, we know, require water. It lubricates joints, cushions the brain and spinal cord, delivers oxygen, helps feed cells, regulates body temperature, and moves digestion forward. There is nothing like it.
Water leaves our bodies through urine, sweat, and breath. It mostly enters through the mouth.
The part of the brain that senses thirst is the hypothalamus. This is also the part that maintains homeostasis, or that beautiful, delicate balance that counters external with internal. It responds to temperature and sleep, hunger, and moods. It constantly checks the body’s here with the world out there.Read More
Arts Connect International (ACI) addresses systemic inequity in the arts. ACI’s mission is to partner with emerging artist leaders of color to build equity in and through the arts.Read More
We arrived at Standing Rock on that chilly morning, the day that happened to be when most Americans would celebrate Thanksgiving. Though I felt certain of my calling to join the Water Protectors, I was still a bit nervous.Read More
These poplars, in the fog of a gold morning, are their own.Read More
The following essay on historical memory as an embodied concept comes from a forthcoming book by Becky Thompson, Teaching with Tenderness: Toward an Embodied Practice. In the tradition of bell hooks’ Teaching to Transgress and Paulo Freire’s Pedagogy of the Oppressed, Thompson invites us to draw upon contemplative practices (yoga, meditation, free writing, mindfulness, ritual) to keep our hearts open as we reckon with multiple injustices.Read More
Even though she’s been coming to this place three days a week for the past year, it never fails to catch her by surprise, making her breath stop in her throat and her heart beat a little faster. For the moment, she imagines she’s not in the City anymore. And it certainly feels like she isn’t. She’s been transported to the Garden.Read More
Verena’s words struck home like a dagger in the hearts of the others in the room. Verena is a Member of Parliament in South Africa, and she was sharing her personal story on the fourth day of a unique workshop entitled “Gender Equity and Reconciliation” for Members of Parliament and other South African leaders.Read More
I was six years old when I fell in love with feeding people. I had only recently discovered that there were people in the world who didn’t have enough to eat—children who went to bed without dinner. It seemed to me that all of God’s children had the right to eat. Because my refrigerator was full, I couldn’t understand why any of the grown-ups allowed this to continue. How could anyone live with themselves in a world where kids are hungry?Read More
Her short, black hair curled into rivulets. They bounced when she moved her head or nodded. Her green eyeshadow highlighted her brown eyes. Her mascara curled her eyelashes up and out; these eyelashes left a whisper of black on her upper eyelids. Her mouth formed a flat line, neither a smile nor a frown. She sat sandwiched between the bookends of her grandparents, slouching in her chair with her hands folded in her lap.Read More
As a poet and teacher of poetry to those in recovery, I wonder whether that “certain Slant of light” Dickinson describes in her poem might somehow be borne through poetry to those in recovery. Might such a light help the recovering individual make the hard choice of sobriety and somehow mediate between pain and deadness?Read More