Published in Atmos Magazine

Imagine you love a river. Imagine that the river starts dying—and then imagine that you stay. Imagine not looking away, imagine noticing. Imagine staying in the lean times, in the hard times, in the times where you think all is lost. Now imagine the cottonwood shoots, the first beaver dam. Imagine a rapid heaving up from the depths, foam in the air.

Growing up Mormon, I was taught that having babies is part of God’s plan. Today, I believe that humans owe it to each other (and the world) not to.

For many raised in the church, escape presents a singular problem. “They have an identity to go back to,” says one former Scientologist. “We’re trying to discover our identity in a vacuum”

A few weeks ago, Facebook users got an unexpected bit of morbid advertising when they were targeted with ads hawking "funeral potatoes" from a Utah company known as Augason Farms. Many of them immediately took to Twitter, wondering a.) what on Earth funeral potatoes were and b.) why on Earth they would want any.

As psychiatrists and philosophers begin to define a pervasive mental health crisis triggered by climate change, they ask who is really sick: the individual or society?

How does a community long run by a cult-like leader move away from a theocracy and into a new era?