In the discipline of “futures thinking” and planning, a weak signal is the first indicator of a change or an emerging issue that may become significant in the future.
Life is the continuous möbius loop between the inner and outer world, between our deepest sense of who we are and what we project to others.
A poem by Joy Harjo, the United States’ 23rd poet laureate — and the first Native American to receive the honor.
We all have a story to tell about this time. Each story is a thread in a global woven tale, and each has a unique perspective to contribute.
As we cautiously return to the outer world, will we recognize the desperate and devastating insanity of the “old normal”?
I get the feeling that this current situation is just the opening act of a long drama. In it, we are both actors and audience.
For those who are anxious about not having a clear path forward, consider these words from three wise ancestors — a mystic, a saint and a poet.
COVID-19 has, among other things, exposed a lot, including the personal weaknesses we are confronting in our individual lives.
We need to stand by, while other people — physicians, nurses, respiratory therapists, laboratory technicians and armies of other health care workers — try to sort out what’s going on.
I know we are anxious to get out, to get on with our lives. But before we rush out like a bull out of his cage, let’s take a moment to consider what we want to remember of this time.