The Brood: The “Childishness” of the Eighty-somethings (#lifegoals)

by Holly Mohr Eighty-somethings are some of my new favorite people. Almost every time I meet someone new who is really excited about life, has a deeply wise perspective and a mischievous glint in their eyes, I learn they’re in their eighties. These eighty-year-olds I know, they write subversive theology, participate in social justice groups,Continue reading “The Brood: The “Childishness” of the Eighty-somethings (#lifegoals)”

The Brood: Happy New Year (Really)!

by Holly Mohr I’m always a little leery of wishing anyone a “Happy New Year” with too, too much excitement, as though we know this year will be better than the last one. The reigning “New Year’s narrative” encourages us to throw last year away, as quickly and thoroughly as possible, as though there isContinue reading “The Brood: Happy New Year (Really)!”

The Brood: Christmas Edition

by Holly Mohr My dad’s face showed up in my dreams, off an on, a couple nights ago. He would just pop in, smiling, then pop back out. It was the earnest smile of my much younger years, the smile he had for me when I was three or four and he was getting readyContinue reading “The Brood: Christmas Edition”

The Brood: On Hope, and Advent, and (Possible) Peace on Earth

by Holly Mohr I came across a James Martin article recently. He was talking about what it means for Christians to celebrate Christmas. In it, he named three main ways Christians observe Christ’s coming. The first and most obvious, of course, is the historical commemoration of Jesus’s birth into the world two thousand years ago.Continue reading “The Brood: On Hope, and Advent, and (Possible) Peace on Earth”

The Brood: To Give and to Receive (A Reflection on Thanksgiving)

by Holly Mohr Thanksgiving has never been my absolute favorite, but I’ve been working on rehabilitating it. It’s just not quite my style, on lots of levels. Listen, I love the idea of setting aside intentional time for gratitude, for sharing abundance. I even love the idea of celebrating harvest and the cycles of theContinue reading “The Brood: To Give and to Receive (A Reflection on Thanksgiving)”

The Brood: Detachment or Despair? A Meditation on Election Day

by Holly Mohr “We are heading toward climate hell, even as we continue to keep our foot on the accelerator,” the NPR reporter flatly intoned, just as I headed into the Armstrong Tunnel, a space that heightens my anxiety even on a normal day. I’d been taking a break from NPR for several weeks, maybeContinue reading “The Brood: Detachment or Despair? A Meditation on Election Day”

The Brood: On Self-Help, Dreams, and Crying at the Gynocologist

I crush my latte cup in one hand. This is stupid. I don’t know what my dreams are. How does a person know what their dreams are after forty? Is having dreams even appropriate once you start using night cream and getting yearly mammograms?

The Brood: In the Throes of It

by Holly Mohr I’m having a hard time getting in Brood mood today, which is kind of a funny thing. Our series is predicated on digging into sometimes-uncomfortable territory, but today (for about a week and a half, really), I have just been far too emotionally uncomfortable to talk to you about being emotionally uncomfortable.Continue reading “The Brood: In the Throes of It”

The Brood: Individuals in Community?

by Holly Mohr Individualism gets a bad rap, though our entire society is organized around it. And I get it. In an increasingly isolated world, where those experiencing poverty are feared or forgotten, both by individuals and systems, our nation, our world, is a demonstrably frightening place. The day-to-day fallout of the pandemic brought basicContinue reading “The Brood: Individuals in Community?”