Featured Artist: David Estringel
Welcome back our Fall 2021 poetry contest winner David Estringel with two poems, “The Healing Clock” and “The Yawning Grave.” Both are moving laments on the death of his mother, …
Featured Artist: Pan Piper
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome back the sooty pen of Pan Piper from Scotland. This time we feature “in case of clearing,” a poem that looks back over a long …
Featured Artist: Michel Pavlou
Synkroniciti is honored to welcome filmmaker Michel Pavlou, who spends his time in Brussels and Oslo and in between. Michel, along with poet Natasha Heidsieck Mak, won our video contest …
Featured Artist: Sheila M. Katz, Ph.D.
Synkroniciti is honored to feature Dr. Sheila M. Katz’s moving essay, “Transcending Grief.” Sheila is a great friend to Synkroniciti; we’ve featured a photography piece, “Friendship and ALS at the …
Featured Artist: Natasha Heidsieck Mak
Synkroniciti is honored to feature poet Natasha Heidsieck Mak and filmmaker Michel Pavlou’s soulful video poem, “Inconsolable” in our upcoming “Transcend” issue. We were completely transported by this meditation on …
Quote for Today: Edward Zwick
Sometimes when we weep in the movies we weep for ourselves or for a life unlived. Or we even go to the movies because we want to resist the emotion …
Quote for Today: Megan Devine
I wish this for you: to find the people you belong with, the ones who will see your pain, companion you, hold you close, even as the heavy lifting of …
Quote for Today: Kate McGahan
Messengers often come when you struggle with a decision, need support or are trying to find your balance. They can come as animals like coyote and lizard appeared for Kate …
Cover Art Winner: Birds of Rain, Ariel Neo and Jben
Today we reveal the breath-taking cover for the September 1st issue, “Birds of Rain,” a collaborative artwork by painter and filmmaker Ariel Neo and beach artist Jben. As …
Quote for Today: Jill Alexander Essbaum
Dizzy and cold, the stars are wearing veils of grief and weeping as if over me. Under such a sky the only sense I have of myself is senselessness—the indiscriminate …