Mariah Guevin
It felt different to watch The Olympics this year. It’s not only a reminder of the incredible variety of the human body, but of its fragility.
It felt different to watch The Olympics this year. It’s not only a reminder of the incredible variety of the human body, but of its fragility.
Tisha B’av is a holiday about mourning. I often feel like I’m in a perpetual state of mourning.
In this fable, Carolivia Herron reckons with ancestral grief–and how conflict is carried on to new generations.
So what do we do when things fall apart? And how do we recover? Will we ever recover? I don’t know. I hope we do, but I have no idea how long it will take. But I think it starts with crying.
Connection destroyed at the expense of productivity, culture at the expense of assimilation.
A daily, embodied ritual allows you to truly practice anti-racism.