Braver/Wiser: A Weekly Message of Courage and Compassion

Braver/Wiser Archive

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  • The hands of a Black person cradle the new lettuce leaves growing in their garden.
    Growing connects me to ancestors who had their hands in the dirt because it was keeping them alive.
    by Melissa Jeter |
  • From behind, the silhouette of a U.S. Marine in dress uniform with a blue sky and a few clouds
    None of us are mission-making machines.
    by Susan Maginn |
  • A newborn infant lies on a bed next to their mother, whose torso reveals stretch marks and other signs of recently giving birth.
    Motherhood must be a choice. It cannot be chosen for us.
    by Leslie Ahuvah Fails |
  • A Latinx mother crouches down to adjust her small child's backpack straps, smiling lovingly.
    Blessing something or someone is a way of expressing my gratitude and reverence for them.
    by Tania Márquez |
  • Seen from high above, a human crowd forms two hands and a heart shape on white background
    You can crush Love down, bury it, cover it over, but it will rise.
    by Molly Housh Gordon |
  • A person in pink robes, mostly cropped out of the photo, holds a Qur'am and Muslim prayer beads.
    When the holy month of Ramadan approaches, it becomes a beautiful reminder to return to myself.
    by Summer Albayati |
  • A mother and daughter, holding hands, walk on a path through a forest. They are smiling at one another, and are seen from behind.
    May we forever perceive the ways we can empower others.
    by Sara Palmer |
  • A close up of two competitors, mid-match, at the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Shinbun Championship (2017).
    White supremacy culture tells me that I’m only "good" if I’m perfect, treating all falls as hard stops.
    by Christine Slocum |
  • In dim light, a person holds their hands out, palms forward, obscuring their face. A few bright sparks hang suspended between their hands.
    You didn’t earn your worth, and you can’t lose it. Because you exist. Period.
    by David Kohlmeier |
  • Seen from behind, at the beach, a father has his arm lovingly wrapped around his child's shoulder.
    Happy kids are safer kids, because happy kids have adults they can ask for help.
    by Quinn Gormley |