When Things Go Missing

I am not one to make New Year’s resolutions, but this year, on the heel of losing my wedding ring — like four out of ten married Americans — I took up a new challenge: encoding. A simpler way to put it is paying more attention.  When it comes to losing things, the main dynamic goes like this. When we’re …

On the verge of extinction?

We hadn’t counted on being surrounded by peacocks when we pulled up to the Shady Lady Bed ‘n Breakfast, a tiny outpost in the high desert 30 miles north of Beatty, Nevada (pop. 847).  We had rented Shady Lady’s solo cabin, poised to spend the next day hiking in Death Valley. Last summer, Tony and I had driven the width …

Welcome to the Brink of Everything

Many of you may know of Parker Palmer, perhaps even his wonderful essay, “Welcome to the Brink of Everything,” which he wrote in June 2018 at the age of 80. An educator and activist, Palmer has published a wealth of books, essays, and poems focused on community, spirituality, and social change. He is currently founder and Senior Partner Emeritus of the …

Moving People from Crisis to Stability: Our Unhoused Neighbors

How can it be that it is not a news item when an elderly homeless person dies of exposure, but it is news when the stock market loses two points? – Pope Francis There are a thousand and one scenarios for how someone’s life can unravel, perhaps over months or seemingly overnight, and discard them onto the streets. Homelessness is rarely …

When All the World’s a Stage (and Race is the Protagonist)

Tony and I weren’t the first pilgrims to southern Oregon who fell for the Oregon Shakespeare Festival and imagined ourselves living here. The wild mushroom vendor at the Rogue Valley  Growers Market and a hike to the top of 7,000 foot Grizzley Peak, with its gracious views of the valley, offered additional charms—along with my best friend from high school, whom …

“Here’s my address. Write me a poem.”

I discovered Naomi Shihab Nye’s poetry 17 years ago, introduced to this self-proclaimed “wandering poet” by a young fellow poet who joined our nonprofit What Kids Can Do as a writer and editor in its early days. Born to a Palestinian father and an American mother, Naomi Shihab Nye began composing her first poetry at the age of six. During her …

Reminiscences: Growing Up in a Family of Mathematicians

In the small world of academic mathematicians, my family has the reputation of having the longest lineage of all: four generations of math PhD’s and professors. I am the exception. However, I grew up in this intimate world. For twenty years, my father was the chairman of the mathematics department at Princeton University (where Albert Einstein had an office down …