The Filaments of the Rainbow

I have a confession to make. Ever since I created this blog, I’ve felt like I’ve been dancing around the subjects that motivate me to write and share in the first place. I’ve been tackling the big, the bold, the brash, distracted by the loudest and most pressing issues of our world but not really…Read more The Filaments of the Rainbow

The Unknown American

This post is no longer available. (The comments below reflect the original post) I can't emphasis this enough but I am learning a little bit about you all as you are learning about me! Since I loved the comments for the original post so much, I didn't have the heart to throw the whole thing in…Read more The Unknown American

Decent People to the End

Despite how problematic this story can be in our fraught media landscape seething with outrage and boiling with identity politics, it is the most urgent story. I am compelled repeatedly tell it—fresher, bolder, louder, its scope ambitiously greater than my tiny individual life.

Decent People

Despite how problematic this story can be in our fraught media landscape seething with outrage and boiling with identity politics, it is the most urgent story. I am compelled repeatedly tell it—fresher, bolder, louder, its scope ambitiously greater than my tiny individual life.

Among Strangers

A slightly toasty, briny smell wafted from the open kitchen, an umami of golden sesame seeds, green nori roasted over a flame and the northern sea on a balmy day. A spry young waiter stood at our table calmly explaining that we would be ordering all our food through the tabletop iPad. For the sum…Read more Among Strangers

Sensing the Unknown

To know what you don't know. That seems to be a blatant contradiction. But life is rife with contradictions: We may demand compassion and understanding from others, but rarely demand it from ourselves. We may believe in an all-powerful, loving and omniscient God, but accept and nurture a world full of hate, inequality and injustice.…Read more Sensing the Unknown

The Center Everywhere

My husband used to tell me a little story I have since cherished that occurred on the day I first arrived in Germany ten years ago. My flight out of New York had been abruptly delayed by a few hours, so he had to wait for me in the airport lobby for quite a while.…Read more The Center Everywhere