Imagine for a moment that in the 20th and 21st centuries there has been a critical mass of leaders of nations around the world who are...

How can we even begin to speak of peace? Where is the love that will heal hatred? These questions are always close to me—intoned constantly by my inner voice as I unceasingly quest within for the fire of love that will overcome darkness. Where is the answer? Yesterday, a friend and I ambled along the Tidal Basin of the Potomac River in Washington, DC, the site of thousands of cherry trees, all with their flowers at peak bloom. Many of the trees were a gift in 1912 from the Pe

I live in Charlottesville, VA. On Saturday, August 12, the date of the white supremacist rally here, I was in South Dakota visiting my stepsister and supporting the sacred Lakota Sundance ceremonies. On that afternoon, a friend in Chicago texted me and asked if I was aware of events unfolding violence in my hometown. I looked at the newspaper on my Android. What I saw shocked me. I was filled with grief, anger, and confusion. As so many of us were and still are. Neverthel