The lingering whispers from visiting the Abrahamic Family House continue to resonate.  Some are simple words that invite my thoughts to...

Romanian artist Octavian Mielu’s canvas print reached out and drew me in as dinner ended.  I could not ignore it.  It was...

I woke up to a filtered view from the 28th floor. Today’s filters were a heavy marine haze infused with dust.  It...

Expanding. The walls we were taught to accept were never true. It was never them. It was always us, community,...

Each time we catch up, I am reminded of the reasons I miss our conversation.  I know it is more than...

I was not sure what to expect at dinner.  Nine individuals with a shared history of working at the same bank...

The Abrahamic Family House in Abu Dhabi opened four days ago.  I have followed the story of this addition to the...

During my lifetime, there has been two conversations with my father that have stayed with me long after the sound...