Prepared for Change
The not-so-amazing development is that things always worked out. I was (and still am) willing to follow paths that seemed a little “out of the box” for me.
The not-so-amazing development is that things always worked out. I was (and still am) willing to follow paths that seemed a little “out of the box” for me.
This post is the first in a series from my colleagues in Imaginative Transitions — a new endeavor in which I and three colleagues — Ivy Beckwith, Laura Gaines and Lisa Withrow — will assist organizations to move creatively through transitions.…
This post is the sixth in a series exploring the practice of Drishti (focus on a particular point, traditionally in meditation or yoga poses). Rev. Nicole Havelka, the usual author of this blog, writes about how her ordination anniversary provided a…
Nothing prepared me for all the bikes. I knew that 15-20,000 people ride RAGBRAI (The Register’s Annual Great Ride Across Iowa) each year. I knew that we would mostly be on two-lane roads, closed down to car traffic. To call it…
Bicycles, unicycles, elliptical machines, wheelchairs and roller blades became a metaphor for the Kin-dom of God. Actually, the people on these various and sundry vehicles are the kin-dom. Just imagine every possible person and body type on as many different kinds…
Fear is so pervasive in our lives and culture. Whether it is fear that prevents us from doing the next great thing in our lives to the fear that prevents us from standing up for what’s right in the culture or…
We have a problem with darkness. Not only because the white majority in the U.S. has some seriously, immoral unresolved needs for power and control over people with darker skin. Not only because we anesthetize ourselves with drugs, alcohol, food, caffeine…
While taking my slow run on this cloudy December morning, I listened, as I often do, to an On Being Podcast, which featured choral composer and conductor Alice Parker. She spoke of singing as being “the most companionable of arts.” A flood…
One Winter night on the South Side of Chicago in about 2003, I pulled up and parked my car on a street that was only blocks from my apartment, but felt a world away from that nearby Hyde Park neighborhood. I…
Here I am sitting on my porch on a sunny Memorial Day morning in Columbus, Ohio and I am remembering something different that one usually expects on this holiday. I am remembering that it was just a year ago (June 1)…
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