After I rescued Louis, friends said I’d find a new social life at the dog park. My puppy and I would be welcomed into a community of dog...

(content warning: this story includes references to domestic violence.) As a cradle Catholic, I always knew you needed your faith to do...

My father had moments of crystalline clarity in which he would say something that would stop me in my tracks, making me pause to catch my...

Using Granny’s ancient knife -- the handle worn thin and the blade sharp as a razor -- I sliced big ruby tomatoes. Drops of red juice and...

On a cold weekday morning in late winter, I meditated imperfectly leading to a wondrous moment of play, the effects of which nestled down...

Memory is a strange thing. When I was 5 years old, I had surgery on the muscles behind my eyes. All I remember from the day before the...

Mellow, easygoing, that’s how Jamie’s friends and family described him. Some tied it to his frequent pot smoking. Others linked it to his...

It is a mild winter day in Buenos Aires, August of 1990, and my uncle Cacho, dark eyes convivial, is introducing me to an old friend in...

If the Lagina brothers would visit me in the dream world, I could show them right where to dig on Oak Island because I’ve discovered that...

Much of the Latine identity today comes from past trauma. History reminds us of the colonization of the land belonging to Indigenous...

(Content warning: this story contains sensitive material related to child sexual abuse, rape. Please read at your own discretion.) At the...

In the midst of training for a trail race, I traveled to a conference in Phoenix. Thinking of the pain I would be in if I didn’t keep up...

(Note: the following are excerpts from Rebecca M. Blackwell’s book published in 2022. Here is a link for the full copy). For most people,...

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in...

There is no escape for you except by a radical psychological transformation of yourself. – Neville Goddard I believe that some people are...

Arrested by the Dance (1909) by Henri Matisse, I sat and drew it in my 6x6 inch sketchbook. The figures form a wild chain in a distorted...

This story is an excerpt from Michelle Warren’s new book Join the Resistance (IVP, 2022). When my oldest child was in first grade, I...

Naptime in the late 70’s meant the kind of deep silence found underwater. Just barely above the quiet, one could hear the creaking of the...