Nature

On Falling in Love with a Weed at Pendle Hill: A Letter to My Wife, Kathleen

Dear One, Today a flower caught my eye—a little yellow flower that grows everywhere here at Pendle Hill in the…

Noah’s Problem

It rained last winter. A lot. It rained for 35 straight days. Then there was a sunny day. Then it…

Friends’ Witness on Population and Overconsumption

Many Friends today are expanding their witness for equality and justice by focusing on rapid population growth and over-consumption as…

Opening to the Spirit in Creation

I see myself within the Quaker Universalist tradition, which affirms that there are many paths to Truth, and that no…

Surviving Winter

When I woke up one morning last winter, it was five degrees. The cold was paralyzing. At 6:30 am, an…

Quakerism, Community, and Katrina

I am compelled to speak to the meaning of Hurricane Katrina and its aftermath. It warns: discard the "ownership society"—the…

Tree Trust

I’m sitting under the dense canopy of a Mexican elderberry tree. There are two such trees in the front yard…

Are Animals Our Neighbors?

Taking the View From Below Nutrition expert and activist Neal Barnard once made a presentation to elementary school students. As…

Freedom and Power

It was the day after a heavy spring rain when I ventured out to take a walk in Wildwood, a…

Living Lightly in New Zealand

We do not own the world, and its riches are not ours to dispose of at will. Show a loving…

Four Directions from Manhattan

A couple of months ago while crossing 23rd Street on my way to Madison Square Park, I realized that in…

Acknowledging the Nature of Community

Community and a strong sense of togetherness are what stand out most when I think about what it means to…
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