A posy of subtle illumination from the garden of life. …
“It has no shape but can take any shape… You can touch it, but you cannot hold it… It can slip through your fingers, like it’s nothing at all. But life would be unthinkable without it.” …
From the Stoics to the snails, by way of music, matter, and the mind. …
From the river to the Milky Way, by way of trees, geese, and unsung heroes. …
An uncommonly original and tenderhearted celebration of how an artist becomes an artist. …
Uncommon consolation from the body to the soul. …
“Doing and making are acts of hope, and as that hope grows we stop feeling overwhelmed by the troubles of the world. We remember that we — as individuals and groups — can do something about those troubles.” …
In praise of our unfathomed capacity to experience beautiful new things beyond our habitual ideas of the possible. …
A painted landscape of fact and feeling along the flow of existence. …
“We do not know why we are born into the world, but we can try to find out what sort of world it is.” …
“The day ends. The night falls. And in between… there is the blue hour.” …
A subtle celebration of the terrifying tenderness that makes life barely survivable but also makes it worth living. …
A love story, a time story, an invitation not to mistake difference for defect and to welcome, across the accordion scales of time and space, diversity as nature’s wellspring of resilience and beauty. …
A glance over the shoulder of time to reveal the patterns, themes, and ideas that steady us and shelter us in the tempest of life. …
Audre Lorde, Keith Haring, Bruce Lee, chance, love, black holes, constraint as a catalyst of creativity, and a whisper of Whitman. …
A humanistic love letter to who and what we are, together on this lonesome, wild, and wondrous rock adrift around a common star. …
In praise of that quiet, nonjudgmental place of permission where all healing begins. …
A synesthetic invitation to dance across the full span of the spectrum within and without. …
…and one of the loveliest definitions of what poetry is. …
The story of two uncommonly courageous people who met in their twenties and spent the rest of their lives determined “to help each other, so one day all people could have rights.” …
A consummate celebration of the improbable loveliness of life amid the edgeless panorama of cosmic being. …
“Children know something that most people have forgotten. Children possess a fascination with their everyday existence that is very special and would be very helpful to adults if they could learn to understand and respect it.” …
“Brown-sugar boy in a blanket of white. Bright as the day you came onto the page. From the hand of a man whose life and times, and hardships, and heritage, and heroes, and heart, and soul led him to you.” …
A miniature revolutionary with his eyes on the stars, his heart on the ground, and his courage lightyears beyond of his era’s horizons stands up for the future with his only ally. …
A subversive Victorian-tinted infusion of romantic realism. …
A celebration of the delicious enchantment of the very first time. …