It started as an invitation to healing. Funny thing is, I didn’t even know I needed healing until someone named it—until I was invited...

This came up in a conversation with my partner the other day. Someone had offered feedback about my writing—that I should start...

Have you noticed it? The growing chorus saying goodbye to DEI? And what I hear, it’s whiteness up to its same old game—protecting itself....

Lately, it can feel like violence has the loudest voice in our lives here in the U.S. Each new shooting rattles us. The fear, the grief,...

I’ve never been asked this question — though it would’ve made sense back when I actually was a nanny. Photo by Art Institute of Chicago ...

Lately, I can’t help but notice how much fear is in the air. It shows up in the news, in politics, in church pews, even around our...

I grew up in a white evangelical church in the U.S. — the kind where everything we believed, everything we practiced, even the way we...

The words cut through the air — clear, certain. A black person was speaking, their gaze fixed on my mixed-race children, then shifting to...

I used to feel it in my chest—a tightness, a hesitation—whenever race came up in a meeting or conversation. Photo by Jon Tyson on...