How to Run When the Race Takes You Uphill
I walked to church yesterday with tears welling, as happens on the third or fourth Sunday of April each year. Thousands of runners of all ages and degrees of fitness…
I walked to church yesterday with tears welling, as happens on the third or fourth Sunday of April each year. Thousands of runners of all ages and degrees of fitness…
“What are you hoping for?” “Can you sense what’s under the anger?” “What would you like for dinner?” Questions matter. They can invite us to look again at our assumptions,…
As I sorted through the papers that have collected on my desk, I found a scrap on which I had scrawled these words from Terry Tempest Williams’ introduction to Wallace…