We picked up school supplies yesterday. Mask-wearing teachers stood in a row, their faces hidden. That vital connection between student and teacher felt lost in the thick air between our […]

It can get messy trying to figure out how change really happens.  When we don’t deal with hurts, when we bury or mask truth, things only get worse. The other day […]

As I looked out at the sea of faces, her’s struck me. The five hundred high school girls in the audience nearly all have brown eyes and dark hair, but […]