I have been thinking about the wonder of mud for a long time...how we can create new products with it, how it is the center of the work of many...

We have developed Shared Trade partnerships around the world believing that together we can provide expanded markets, education, and better margins to women vulnerable to trafficking, violence and poverty.  

Joined by fellow Thistle Farmers and Champions of Love justice leaders, we spent Juneteenth at the Equal Justice Initiative's dedication of the National Monument to Freedom Sculpture Park in Montgomery, Alabama.

Thistles have been my guide and teacher. When we first started Thistle Farms I knew I wanted to name it after the wildflower that grows in alleys and through the chain-link...

Every prophet, teacher, and sage goes to the Mountain. It is where we can keep our hearts strong, where we can glimpse the possibilities of our lives, and where we can...

As we loaded into the van for the umpteenth time, I thought about the overwhelming needs verses the reality of small stabs at justice. How is justice supposed to be...

The holiest nights are never what they seem from a distance. They are a surprise that washes over us. They call us to hope in dreams that cover us like...

There is a grace that comes in leaning back and looking out. It is like praying with our eyes wide open & embracing the love around us that has carried us this...

Love changes how we see, give, act, and speak, as those things become endowed with a sacredness from the heart of God. A gift given and received with love becomes...

Love changes how we navigate through political polarization, economic uncertainty, and destabilizing wars. Grounded in love, we know we can be a source for creating good in this world.

I love thinking about that light. I love thinking about Magdalene's light and that it doesn't mean death has lost its sting. It doesn't mean we still don’t fear the...

This is a time to tend the embers of justice work so that it can be rekindled and boil over down the road. This heating up may be short-lived, or...

Whether it was on the steps of the South African Embassy protesting Apartheid, or on the streets before we invaded Iraq in the early 2000s, I have tried to show...

All I want to say on these long hot summer days to is to keep on keeping on for years and years and believe there is a small bend. Believing...

The Remnant Project quilts invite us to wrap ourselves in different stories to draw the courage we need to help change the story for the next generation. 

I love thinking about how everyone is free to use our imaginations, the same imagination used by prophets and poets since they first looked up at a cloud or saw...

When news of protests and a toppled government emerged from Nepal in 2025, I was grateful for my memories of this beautiful country.   A few years ago, I led...

Everyone recognizes the beauty of lofty cathedrals that celebrate the architects and artists who created them. But it is a huge gift when we can put on beatific lenses and...

I was longing for root memory that might connect me to my innocence before my footprints in these sands were washed away. This was the place where my longing was...

Through the long journey of forgiveness and healing, the hard and dry ground of anger finds tender shoots that bloom new leaves for healing. Transformation is not an event; it is...

This year, while I am watching and waiting for a peace to pass my understanding, I am celebrating the miracle that any path forward is possible. It may be less traveled,...

There is camaraderie in cheering for women who have survived and are making their way. There is love as we realize we both come wounded and want to be heard....

As we strive for economic, political, and professional success in the name of justice, it is the best news to find friends—people who are willing to be in proximity to suffering and...

The cry of a hawk is a glimmer of hope in darkness. That glimmer is enough for all those grieving under the same blue sky in this big old world....