When we use ‘in Jesus name’ to pray, bless, heal, beg or excoriate, we are negating the root of his teaching: the importance of the...

Elie Wiesel died yesterday. His passing led to my reflection on all the beautiful voices that inspire us, give us hope, and teach peace,...

Yesterday, I watched part of a documentary called Holy Ghost. The whole movie is an exploration of proselytizing around the globe by...

Subtle, my ass. There is no denying the flow of things beyond my conscious control and when pulled into that current, I may not know the...

For eons, we have sliced, diced and otherwise organized ourselves and the world in attempts to understand the same. We’ve adopted parlance, accepted philosophies, and constructed ways to structure our individual nature, each other and the systems around us. Human, self, ego, soul. Super-human, super ego, over soul, higher or deeper self. Personality, intellect, intuition; weird, normal, spiritual or notso. Angel, evil; human and nature. Consciousness that separates that human

By their very nature, calls to action can be sphincter-tighhtening. They call us out on our own complacency, bring us to the edge of our...

Hear me, Brother: Thine heart is mine. Within thee I reside and bleed through you, with you. Without thee I cannot exist as any measure...

~my darling Hafiz~ I know the voice of depression Still calls to you. I know those habits that can ruin your life Still send their...

Brian Andreas-style Because sometimes other people say me better than me. For more on StoryPeople, go to www.storypeople.com For more on...

Don’t call this world adorable, or useful, that’s not it. It’s frisky, and a theater for more than fair winds. The eyelash of lightening...

Excerpted–by Kim Cheng Boey For years you hugged the coast, steering close to the sense of loss, sounding out the landfall, the echoes of...

BY JOY HARJO for Desiray Kierra Chee In the last days of the fourth world I wished to make a map for those who would climb through the...

The Old wicaśa wakan and this modern white woman Walking with the Sioux, Part 2 Many know of him by way of the book Black Elk Speaks,...

Part V What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. And every...

There are three conditions which often look alike Yet differ completely, flourish in the same hedgerow: Attachment to self and to...

Ash on an old man’s sleeve Is all the ash the burnt roses leave. Dust in the air suspended Marks the place where a story ended. Dust...

Part 1 Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When...

Sharing the Seat of my Soul Q: Why do Jesus, these Angels and Mother Mary come to you?  You’re not Christian. A: Neither are they. The...