True Hope is Like True Love

True Hope is Like True Love

I’ve been thinking a lot about hope this past week. Like so many, I’ve been asking, Where is the hope in this? And asking myself if the hope I write and speak about still holds. My answer to both questions is, Yes. I’ve been realizing something though, slowly, like...
The Peace of Restoration

The Peace of Restoration

Imagine for a moment a garbage-strewn harbor bereft of fish, toxic chemicals leaching from the debris into the water. How many times have you seen this in a news article? Last August I visited Bahowo, a small village in North Sulawesi, where that wasn’t the case and...
Poem: The Late Rains

Poem: The Late Rains

THE LATE RAINS The late rains came. Under a dark sky all felt illumined. Defiant brightness refused the blanket of gray, like a lantern dangling rebelliously at a cliff’s edge. I scattered them like stardust over the thirsty earth. Millions flew out of my hands all at...
Hidden Gems: A Visit to Birch State Park

Hidden Gems: A Visit to Birch State Park

Last week I traveled to Fort Lauderdale to speak about Ocean Country at the Broward Library Foundation’s literary festival. Every year authors speak to high school students, mingle with guests at a large gala reception, and then each author is hosted at a separate...
Hope Happens When We Get Out of Neutral

Hope Happens When We Get Out of Neutral

Say there’s a political cause you oppose – which of these two public relations strategies would best keep a lid on its growth? Tell people that the movement is gathering steam and it scares you because your interests could be curtailed? Uh, uh. Paint the...