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Photo by Bermix Studio on Unsplash Early last week, our 20-year-old furnace stopped working. We bought a replacement and had it installed, only to find that it didn’t work either. A second replacement—a different model—was installed today. By then, we had improvised with space heaters for a week, trying to stay warm without overwhelming the …

This fall, my wife Martha and I spent a month living in an apartment in Riverdale, a neighborhood in the North Bronx, New York, a few miles north of Washington Heights, where our younger son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter live. We tried out the possibility of moving to New York City to be closer to them. …

We have more power than we know. It’s time to use it. I frequently dream about events before they happen. Sometimes I’ll have a frightening dream before a terrible event; I wrote here about a dream I had before Trump was elected the first time. And sometimes the images that come are beautiful and encouraging, …

This week I dreamed about my mother. And I dreamed about war. I am in a car with my mother, running errands. I am driving, and she sits in the passenger seat. She’s young, with a beautiful face and dark, curly hair. As I look at her, I see clearly the ways I look like …

This is a love letter to community—mine, yours, all of ours. Last night, I went with my wife and friends to a Seattle Town Hall event that featured Alison Bechdel. If you don’t know her work, you have a wonderful surprise awaiting you! In the early 1980s, she created the comic strip “Dykes to Watch …