Life has always been brutal and unfair, and we have always survived and even thrived. That won't change now.
A new video from Rachel Kann, directed by Rahat Mahajan with music by Dave Lewis.
Death, you are my hugest fear, but also a sneaky beam of brilliant hope for transcendence.
A poem that squeezes humor and even transcendence out of my obsessiveness, ineptitude, and rotten choices. I'm guessing many can relate in various ways.
Elizabeth reflects on the whirlwind experience of a funeral, the challenge of processing an event in the moment, and the things we rely on to keep going
I’m seeing bald eagles tendering their letters of resignation, unwilling to be guilty by association.
What's the point of talking about ourselves? What's the point in avoiding it?
