So here I am, about to have surgery on my dominant arm. The left one. The arm that has stirred the pots as a chef, held the babies, carried the tools, directed the firehose, led CPR on a down Soul, score lacrosse goals, and blocked others, lead me through battle fields, blessed Souls, held my Love, and written the words that seem to flow straight from somewhere higher. It is strange, knowing that this part of me, the one that has always led the dance, is about to be still for a while. It...

We are taught to look for war in uniforms, borders, and explosions. But the most consequential wars rarely announce themselves so loudly. They slip in quietly through distraction, distortion, and division. They unfold in the spaces between thoughts, in the stories we tell ourselves, and in the fears we are encouraged to carry. What we are living through now is not only geopolitical tension. It is a Spiritual conflict. A war for attention. A war for truth. A war for identity. A war for the...

Our hope for All... That we do more than simply survive the holiday season like weary travelers clutching gift receipts and caffeine. That we wander through it with a little holy curiosity, as if something quietly magical might happen at any moment. Because it might... This season feels like a threshold, a charged pause in the air, where memory and possibility bump into each other like old friends who forgot why they stopped talking. Even the smallest moments can shimmer with meaning if we...