FJ Poetry: “The moment of detachment, petiole from stem, goes unnoticed…”

FJ Poetry: “For twenty years I’d see her on her bike…”

FJ Poetry: “On the way to the airport, I left the pair of Keens you bought me…”

To truly know Spirit I need to admit the physicality of divine guidance.

This semiannual feature highlights the recent works of Quaker organizations in eight categories.

On Quaker Deathways

In community we can equip ourselves to be not only the Quakers the world needs but the Friends that the earth needs, too.

Introduction to our September issue.

I don’t think there’s a particular kind of Quaker artist. I have encountered some artists whose practice and work are…

Is it even possible, in this era, to be Quakers if our minds are filled with alluring images?

These photos are from my self-portrait series Transcendence, which brings together gender diversity, spirituality, nature, mythology, and storytelling. Cai Quirk,…

The world is hard on all quilts, but it is especially hard on quilts like the ones that have been passed down in my family.