When the news from Orlando came out, I was caught off balance. Two months earlier, one of my daughter’s best friends took his own life. We knew Danny struggled with some depression, so we tried to keep a caring eye on him when he was around. But he spent his last day with our family at our farm…laughing and singing, lounging in the hammock and … Continue reading Caught off balance
I remember the day I took this photograph of my dad’s hands. It was for a story about finding hidden treasure. We found the old box at a prop shop. It was a sort of treasure hunt of its own, crisscrossing the city together…looking for something the right size to fit his hands… the right shape and patina. We stood in the back yard as … Continue reading Dad’s hands
Scene 1: Years ago I interviewed a man named Rahelio in Sedona, Arizona. We climbed the red rocks to overlook a valley for sunset. He played flute. I took pictures, and we talked a little bit about the work he did as a spiritual guide. He said, “Don’t work against what you hate. Work for what you love.” Scene 2: Marcus Buckingham’s book, Now, Discover … Continue reading What do you love?
Sometimes people touch us for just a brief time, but make a lasting impact on our lives. Some of my best friends live far away. We might not talk often, but I carry them with me through my days, and it does my heart good to simply know they are in the world. I stay in touch with several of the people I have interviewed … Continue reading Gone, but still with us
To my Muslim friends who are being asked to reassure us that you are not “one of them”…allow me a moment to reassure you… Continue reading Let me reassure you
Asma Jama was hit in the face with a glass beer mug for not speaking English in an Applebee’s. She needed 17 stitches in her lip. In a press interview after the attack, Asma encouraged people to talk to others who seem different than them, to get to know them better as a way to overcome prejudice. She said, “I was attacked by a white … Continue reading Are you listening?
A few weeks ago I installed the exhibit at Carthage College in Kenosha, Wisconsin. The opening reception was a peace dinner. I spoke about the project and some of the stories I had encountered and then a couple people from the Carthage community spoke about their understanding of peace as well. Manar Mohammad, a student at Carthage was one of them. One of the great joys of … Continue reading Manar