A year ago today, as I was hibernating in Minnesota, I attended a noon Mass in a little Catholic parish. The readings were stories of...

The shining moments that set me on a path to music were these: My piano teacher's living room in Chattanooga, where I named intervals by...

This is a story of conflict and community, of division and belonging. It is my story. When I was eleven my little church came apart at...

Last week I began this little project of introducing myself by sharing some of my origin story. This week I'd like to take the the very...