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When All the Leaves Are Gone
“In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones. Without their leaves, how lovely they are, spreading their arms like dancers. They know it is time to be still.” ― Cynthia Rylant
A Realization About the Nature of Truth
By Simone Britto
As I rode in the backseat of my cousin’s tiny yellow car through the bustling town of Panjim, India, to my uncle’s house, I gazed out the window and marveled at the differen…
Beauty in Judaism
By Naomi Chasek-Macfoy for KidSpirit’s Beauty and the Senses issue
I am a Jew, by heritage and ethnicity. No one in my family is particularly religious; I don’t think any of us believe in God…
Floral Deception
Artwork by: Arina Stetsiuk, age 14
Written by: Félix Delgado
In the forest of tangled dreams, where shadows whisper secrets unseen,
Unity and Diversity from a Ruthenian Catholic Perspective
By Christopher Woods in the KidSpirit Unity and Division issue.
A discussion of unity and diversity of anything should start at the very beginning — for me and many others, when Jesus Christ…
The Joy of Byzantine Catholicism
By Chris Woods in the KidSpirit Happiness Issue
I was baptized into the Roman Catholic Church. Shortly after I was born, my family moved and we became parishioners at a Byzantine Catholic Church …
Celebrating Diwali
By Prerna Chaterjee for KidSpirit’s Rituals and Traditions issue.
The autumn sun warmed up my bare arms and legs. Looking up, I saw the turquoise sky and the ragged clouds. I walked to the othe…
Jewels of India
By Niti Majethia for KidSpirit's Beauty and the Senses issue.
I was born and raised in Mumbai, India, a country full of different traditions and values.
India has a caste system with different…
Becoming Beautiful
Native American Wisdom
Beauty, in our eyes, is always fresh and living, even as God, the Great Mystery, dresses the world anew at each season of the year.
— Ohiyesa in The Wisdom of the Nati…
Catholicism and Child's Play
by Megan Kelleher
My first memory of my Catholic faith was not an out-of-body experience, an ethereal dream of God, or a sacred conversation with the Lord. My first memory of faith was Easter Su…
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