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I ran downstairs, grabbed a plum top sheet and a container of thumbtacks. Thumb tacking a sheet to a wall was harder than I imagined it would be....

Realizing that T7 is nearing the end of our time together, I wanted to use this blog post as a means to reflect on the whole year behind us. I was trying to think of a story or a lesson to sum up this experience but ...

As we embarked on our Tivnu trip to Mount Hood, we were excited for a getaway filled with snowshoeing and igloo building....

This blog post was authored by Liv Kaplan, a member of the Tivnu 7 cohort from Minnetonka, Minnesota. In her free time, she loves creating and sharing art in its myriad ways with friends, nature, the city and beyond. ...

During the past many months, I have asked numerous questions. Some dumb and some incredibly serious. I have always been deeply curious, rolling questions off my tongue from my first breath....

Being at Tivnu has made me appreciate the smaller moments in life. Over the course of this year I’ve grown to appreciate the little pieces of time that I’ll remember forever....

Since coming to Tivnu, I've shattered my 18-year-long streak of only handling a hammer to deal with bedroom wall decor. I agree, this is equally as impressive as it is upsetting. This particular new-found instrument, “The Hammer,” led me to an epiphany....

One of my favorite parts of construction is imagining something in my head and watching it become reality. When I was asked to build a new burnable wood waste shed for our jobsite, I was excited to flex my newly acquired building muscles. So excited, in fact, that I wanted to document the process. Below are pictures of the steps we took during our construction experience....

Last week, during our lunch break, my friend Emma and I laid on the ground and spent a full twenty minutes eating one single chocolate chip granola bar. We dissected it into tiny pieces, and slowly fed each other globs of oats, making sure to comment on the chocolate chip content of each one. We found this activity hilarious. I only stopped laughing to chew, swallow, and sometimes to breathe. After finishing the bar, and realizing the ridiculous amount of time we had spent in consuming it, we returned to our seats and continued our work for our social justice...

I consider myself to be something of a hug connoisseur. I have always loved giving and receiving hugs, and I think I am a pretty good judge of them. Out of the hundreds, maybe even thousands, of hugs I have given throughout my life, the hugs from my fellow Tivnuniks are some of the best I have ever received....