The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity. –George Bernard Shaw The past weekend was heavy. As reports circulated from Brown to Bondi Beach to Brentwood, a sense of foreboding covered
Integrity isn’t the loud virtue we admired in childhood. It rarely announces itself, and it rarely wins applause. As we grow older, we begin to see integrity differently — not as moral perfection, but as coherence, the ongoing work of letting our inner life and
December feels different for each of us. The lights may bring a bit of warmth, while old memories rise to the surface — some good and some hard. Joy and sadness often sit close together this time of year, though not always in equal measure. This
“I have found that the simple act of a genuine smile is powerful in changing the mood of a person.” A reader left that comment on a recent post, and we haven’t stopped thinking about it. In a world where words often do too much, a
What Our Solitude Is Trying to Teach Us The house stays the same now. The books on the table, the jacket on the chair, the glass by the sink—they wait. When the house was full, nothing stayed still for long. Now even the air feels stagnant.
Across different languages of faith and practice, we keep finding the same thing: at our best, we belong to one another. In a recent Spiritual Signals article “On Healing and Hope”—we explored how small practices (prayer, meditation, quiet intention, community, time in nature) can steady a
A response to “The Shadow of Fear: Why Men Go Missing in Spiritual Conversations.” When we published our article on men and their fears, it struck a chord. Among the responses was one that felt deeply personal yet broadly representative of what many wrestle with in
Caring Side-by-Side Companionship in care can work as a quiet medicine. In later life, it often matters as much as any plan, protocol or prescription: a steady presence, a soft word, someone willing to sit and not hurry the moment. When we offer companionship in care,
The spaciousness, where introverts find strength within. Introverts—the quiet majority—remind us that not everyone experiences community the same way. Some of us lean into the joy of being surrounded by people. Others find that same closeness overwhelming. Both are true. Both are human. And both belong
Every generation has sought an escape from pain, only to learn that what promises freedom can become its own kind of prison. Addiction rarely begins as rebellion. It begins as relief—a glass of wine to soften the ache, a pill to quiet the nerves, a screen