By now, you may have heard that A Peace of My Mind has launched a crowdfunding campaign. Cry Out: Voices calling for radical love and justice in a broken world. It’s time to gather new stories. But I’ll need your help. Our goal is to amplify the voices of people working at the leading edge of our most difficult challenges. Race, immigration, poverty and more. … Continue reading Cry Out
The first day I went to Chicago and 38th—the site where George Floyd was killed—I didn’t bring my cameras. I went to see it, to be in the space, to bear witness and to learn. As I walked toward the site, I passed a lilac bush toward the end of its bloom. Light purple blossoms covered the ground and I bent down to gather a … Continue reading Making peace (signs)
You’ve seen the lists all over social media, but have you started working your way through them? I’m currently reading Layla F. Saad’s Me and White Supremacy: Combat Racism, Change the World, and Become a Good Ancestor. Last night, I watched I Am Not Your Negro. I’d been familiar with James Baldwin’s work for years, but those 90 minutes put it all in a context that … Continue reading Read, watch, listen
This year we have no plans for picnics. No fireworks. No parades or crowds or trips to the beach. It’s a different kind of year. We’ll stay home. Do some reading. Get a few projects done. Mow 20 acres of Christmas tree fields at our farm. When you mow 20 acres, you have plenty of time to think. This weekend I expect I will continue … Continue reading The third of July
