Somehow, the things that are too much to bear alone are bearable together.

Breathe in for caregivers of all kinds who give of themselves to make other people’s lives better, more whole.

It takes all sorts of caring to create a supportive community.

Sometimes, there is no reprieve from the pain of this world. Sometimes, it is too big and too obvious to ignore.

Arm's length: What was once a defensive or suspicious expression has now become a gesture of care, an indication of love and protection.

Tip if you are video recording this story: you can have a clip of an adult stretching out their arm in one direction, then another clip of a different adult stretching out their arm in the other direction, so that when you edit it, it looks like they are stretching towards each other. It would be...

Part of being in community is noticing what's needed. Part of being in community is doing what is necessary but unclaimed.

One day, I’ll have to care for my mother as she once cared for me. I’m not ready to handle the truth that our relationship must change.

I miss the way things were, and I know they’ll never really be the same.

How is it with your spirit today? Today, my spirit is struck by grief.

May you know that you are loved.

Jesus had no political power. He lived his whole life in the shadow of the Roman empire, and that empire killed him. Yet Jesus healed the sick, he listened, he moved among the ordinary people, in the lowly places.

Of course there are people behaving badly during this pandemic, using it as an excuse to practice prejudice, to hoard, to blame; using it to divide and weaken us, cashing in on surface tensions for their own terrible benefit. The news daily shows these heavy things....

Know that we are connected / in ways that are terrifying and beautiful.

In this community, we hold hope close. We don’t always know what comes next, but that cannot dissuade us. We don’t always know just what to do, but that will not mean that we are lost in the wilderness. We rely on the certainty beneath, the foundation of our values and ethics. —Rev. Theresa I.

The tree stood in the middle of the village. Its trunk was so large that it took six people holding hands to reach around it. The roots were strong and wide, and its branches spread out over the village square, offering shelter from the rain, or shade from the summer sun....

A lot of us feel like our lives should have come with instructions. Or maybe they did, but we lost the only copy a long time ago.