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Andrew Solomon, Spouse, and SonAndrew Solomon with his spouse and son. (Photo by M. Sharkey)

National Book Award winner Andrew Solomon’s Far From the Tree has the feel of a book that opens up a new way of looking at something so usual, one sees it for the first time.

People who bear children have told me (a woman whose biological clock ticked only once for about five minutes when I was 35) that being a parent is the definitive event of their lives, forever changing and shaping their destiny and sense of self. Far From the Tree, through interviews with over 300 families, explores the nature of the familial bond between parents and children whose identities render them different — both from the parental lineage, and from the culture at large. Far from the TreeChapters on autism, schizophrenia, deafness, dwarfism, disability, and prodigies detail how parents and families have coped with the fall-out of what Mr. Solomon calls "horizontal" identities.

Readers will be familiar with the idea of deaf culture perhaps — the phenomenon in which a medical diagnosis is embraced as a vibrant and worthy aspect of one's being, and not endured as a condition of impairment. What happens when one applies that sensibility to mental illness, autism, gender, even the tendency toward crime?

Like others, I was at first cowed by the 700-page text, with its additional 200 pages of meticulous notes. But those experiencing similar awe should know that each of the book's 12 chapters can be read individually, as manageable courses one can digest while making a long meal of the book itself. It’s a surprisingly rapid read, both because of Solomon’s variously droll, insightful, and heart-breaking prose, and because the writing encodes the deep and respectful — even loving — relationships he seems to have developed with the book's sources, the parents of children who are different, and the children they love.

I found the stories deeply reassuring. They offer a kind of moral lesson for all of us at sea in a world of confusing and sometimes alarming diversity: that is, even extreme difference does not require us to sacrifice connectedness. As we confront our own warring subjectivities about what is normal, what is unnatural or unnatural, and even what values inform those concepts, Mr. Solomon shows us that we can and do still belong to each other. He agreed to take a few questions via email:

Mr. Andrew Solomon and Mr. Habich at Their Wedding DinnerYou write about your own difference as one of the reasons you undertook this book. As a gay man, who is now a father yourself, were there things you learned about yourself as a result of this work?

I’ve often heard people give a date when they came out of the closet — when they turned what had been secret into public information. And I used to say that I had come out in my twenties, giving the process a full decade. There was admitting it to myself, admitting it to the people I slept with, admitting it to my parents, admitting it to friends.

I moved in with my first serious boyfriend when I was 24, and then I thought the information was out, but when I published a novel that dealt with my sexuality and began doing readings, I found that I hadn’t yet reckoned with what it meant to be full open with the world, and the process was part of what knocked me down into depression. I come out of the closet every day. I go to a doctor’s office and tick the “married” box on some medical form and brace myself for the possibility that the nursing staff holds prejudices against people like me; I sit next to someone on an airplane who asks whether I have children and find myself having to explain; I get to know a bunch of gang members in researching Far From the Tree and have to tell them at some point about who I am and what my life looks like.

I’d hoped that this book would take care of the coming out forever, that I wouldn’t have to do it any more. What it taught me instead is that we are all constantly coming out about one thing or another, that my experience of coming out as a gay man is part of a vast web of people negotiating the tension between their acknowledged and unacknowledged selves. Understanding that made me less self-pitying, and perhaps less self-aggrandizing, and certainly less sad. I felt that I was part of a human fabric of struggle, that my highly personal experience was part of a larger collective experience. Knowing that made it much easier to tolerate.

I think, also, that the book made me more forgiving. One tends to be most forgiving of the things for which one needs forgiveness oneself, and unforgiving of what is foreign and strange, and now almost nothing is foreign and strange to me. If that doesn’t make me a better father, I don’t know what will.

People from Andrew Solomon's Book "Far from the Tree"Your chapter on autism, with its exploration of the controversial neurodiversity movement, was able to present all sides of that issue — that autism is an identity which the world should welcome and adapt to, and that it is a diagnosis that entails suffering, impairment, and loss. Where did your personal views of this end up after all of the research?

I know this sounds like a cop-out, but my personal view ended up being that this is a very complicated area and that one person’s affliction is another person’s identity. I definitely came to believe in the deep worth of the autistic experience, and I think we would impoverish the world if we were to eliminate it. I also met many people with autism in whom it seemed to engender (or at least be accompanied by) suffering. I do think there’s a difference between having some capacity for communication and having none, and that people without communication have difficult lives.

Autism isn’t my way of thinking; I am not neurodiverse in that sense. But I ended up thinking that much as I am happy with my own life despite the characteristic of being gay, which seems alienating to many straight people, many people with autism are content in who they are and how they think. And I think we have an obligation to respond to those people’s self-esteem with respect.

Andrew SolomonThe chapters on children of rape and criminality seemed different to me in nature from the other chapters. I find it harder to describe that part of the book, and harder to think about it. How did you decide to include those chapters? And, do you think they raise somewhat different questions?

Part of my objective in writing this book was to say that these impediments to love, these forms of difference, reflected not only the child’s unusual genome, but also that child’s point of origin or type of behavior. I wanted to ensure that people understand the true complexity of this idea of a child who is “different” — that the difference can take many forms. Additionally, I wanted to look from the perspective of the child. While we have a social impetus to treat criminality as an illness, we are dishonest if we don’t acknowledge it as an identity as well. And for children conceived in rape, the difficulty is often that they experience themselves as different without understanding the nature of that difference — that they cannot seek community because their identity goes unacknowledged.

Of the many ways these stories instruct us (how to be brave, how to be steadfast, how to surrender, how to accept limitation, how to give up) were there particular instructions you took to heart, or that you would recommend to others?

I needed the span of the book fully to answer that question, but the essential messages are that people dealing with all these situations are less alone than they imagine — less alone insofar as there is community around each of these topics, and less alone in that each of these individual topics has so much in common with the others. Community is an essential part of healing. Any aspect of any person can be seen as an illness (negatively) or as an identity (positively). Holding onto that reality, even in the moments of shock when it seems implausible, is a key way of coping with problems that may look very intimidating.

safe_image-2.phpAt the presentation you gave in St. Paul, Minnesota, which I attended, the crowd sat forward on their chairs. There is a sense for many of us who read it that you are telling our stories. You are bringing certain things out of the closet we have been unable to say for ourselves. Do you see that also? And, what is that like for you?

It’s the most gratifying thing in the world. I hope the book will serve in its tiny way to make a kinder and more tolerant world. If I can help people to experience their own lives anew, to see meanings they had not previously noted, then I’ll feel like I have been doing my job. I lived with a big secret — my sexuality — for years, and casting off that burden of secrecy was the great liberation of my adulthood. I hope that others, in reading the book, will feel empowered to redirect the enormous energy that keeping secrets requires, and will be able to use that energy to build rich and productive lives.


Kate MoosKate Moos is a public media producer, writer, and a person possessed of multiple horizontal identities. She is currently Executive Producer of National News at APM and the former executive producer of On Being with Krista Tippett.

"When is it we get curious?" astrophysicist Mario Livio (remember our interview with him?) asks his audience at TEDxMidAtlantic. For Dr. Livio, the answer is either one of two things: things that surprise us or evidence that confounds us. And, he reminds us that "curiosity is like a hunger."

Watch this fabulous video of this wide-ranging thinker who connects his work with images from the Hubble Space Telescope with Rembrandt, references Casablanca in psychological terms, explains how stars actually "evolve," and says that Malala Yousafzai's bravery is "the best example of the power of curiosity" by putting her life on the line for girls to get an education.

Oh, and if you have some more time, check out Dr. Livio's blog, A Curious Mind. You'll only grow more thirsty reading it.

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I grew up with Evil Knievel and the Flying Wallendas. Thrilling as their stunts were, it was always a noisy spectacle. It seemed to be more about man conquering the Grand Canyon or the Tallulah Gorge than interacting with nature. The backdrop was a prop.

In this video, though, Michael Schaefer and Dean Potter create a scene as thrilling in its composition as in the act itself of walking the highline at Cathedral Peak. As the sun sets and descends, the moon rises and looms large — the orb cradling the dyad of rock towers turned burnt-red. As the National Geographic filmmakers say, it is "the ultimate full moon shot" — captured from over a mile away with a serious telephoto lens.

As Mr. Potterbegins his unaided walk, you hear the camera operator take deep, calm but anxious, meditative breaths. And you breathe with him. Oh, if we all could witness such panoramic beauty like this each day...

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"May I accept my sadness knowing that I am not my sadness."

At the end of her interview with Krista Tippett at the Chautauqua Institution in New York on July 11, 2012, Zen abbot Joan Halifax led the audience through this "guided meditation on encountering grief — grief as something ordinary, part of life and humanity." Please download it and share with friends and family.

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Latino MuslimsOf Mexican heritage, Marta Khadija, president of LALMA, La Asociación Latino Musulmana de América (The Latino Muslim Association of America - LALMA), converted to Islam in 1983. She had been unhappy with her spiritual life and when she moved to the United States, her Muslim friends began sending her Islamic texts and she visited a mosque. Emotional and powerful, this experience gave her peace.

Another Latino American, writer, innovator and self-identified indigenous Muslim, Mark Gonzales, bases much of his work on the issue of identity. Gonzales, who is of Mexican and French Canadian descent and was raised Catholic, began to explore Islam after practicing Christianity in a very deep way. He says, “In that process, I realized I didn't like the idea of a gate keeper.” At that time he was also working on restorative justice with families who were deported after 9/11. He began building relationships with people practicing Islam and converted.

America has always been recognized for its diversity, and is seen as a country composed of minorities who intersect with one another on a regular basis.

As a result, the steadily growing number of Latino Muslims in the United States is inevitable. According to Reuters, 2.6 million people practice Islam, one of the fastest growing religions in our country, and Hispanics, another rapidly growing group, currently comprise 17 percent of the total U.S. population. Of course these two populations would eventually begin to intersect, and what may at first feel like an uncommon link, seems almost natural.

When asked about her Mexican family's reaction to her conversion, Khadija says, “My mother thought I had joined some sort of cult.” But she soon came around after speaking to her priest who reassured her that her daughter was on the right path. Ms. Khadija says she generally doesn't feel judged by other Latinos and that she is able to live with both identities without any challenges. She thinks that part of it may be because she is still very connected to her Mexican roots and doesn't cover her hair. “I kept my culture,” she says. “I didn't adopt any dress from the Middle East.” Her organization, LALMA, also maintains a good relationship with the Catholic Church in Los Angeles.

Mr. Gonzales’s experience is similar. “Specifically, my work is about reshaping people's idea of identity,” he says. And as a poet and scholar, he travels around the world to spread his message. When asked about navigating the Latino Muslim identity he says that identity only becomes a problem when his heritage and spirituality don’t fit other people’s expectations.

There are no definitive statistics on the number of Latino Muslims in the United States, but estimates range from 100,000 to 200,000, depending on the organization. Attorney and chaplain, Wilfredo Amr Ruiz says that his organization, the American Muslim Association of North America, has seen an exponential increase in requests for Spanish language Qur'ans in the last 10 years. They also receive hundreds of requests for Islamic texts from prisons every week, indicating that some converts come from the prison system.

Not a homogenous group, Latinos find Islam in myriad ways. Some convert as a result of romantic relationships. Others want to reconnect with religion or are academically interested. For Wilfredo Amr Ruiz, it was curiosity that led him to Islam. He was looking to reconnect to religion when he saw an Islamic center being built in San Juan, Puerto Rico and decided to explore.

Mr. Ruiz says that some Latinos initially reject Islam because of the unfavorable images formed by the media, but some come to find that they share many of the same moral values as Muslims. He also points out that some Latinos with a connection to Spain are attracted to the religion because of the long history of Muslims in Spain.

Latino Muslims like Mr. Gonzales, Mr. Ruiz and Ms. Khadija are creating a unique American identity. “Islam is a religion that, at its core, has to be culturally relevant to those who practice it,” Mr. Gonzales says. “Latinos are forming a culturally relevant form of Islam.” As Americans, we need to make space in our minds for these new communities.


Erika L. SánchezErika L. Sánchez is a poet and freelance writer living in Chicago. She is currently the sex and love advice columnist for Cosmopolitan for Latinas and a contributor to the Huffington Post, NBC Latino, and others.

A version of this article was published by the Common Ground News Service on December 11, 2012. Copyright permission is granted for publication.

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Studs Terkel is legend in the world of public media. The late oral historian interviewed thousands of people from all walks of life during his lifetime. You could say he's a connoisseur of the human voice.

In this era of Auto-Tuned singing and electronic guidance systems and mic'd elementary school teachers, we can feel disconnected from each other. Human contact is a one-off. This animated short from StoryCorps shares one of Mr. Terkel's hope-filled stories about the power of the unfiltered human voice, a baby's voice, in our modern life.

What were your favorite blog posts of 2012? As we bid the year a fond farewell, a list of our readers' favorites. Drum roll, please!

Ian Ruhter video screen grab1» What Would You Be Willing to Sacrifice?

A video that's so heartbreakingly gorgeous and unswerving in its emotional sway, it'll have you pondering your own station in life.

Flashmob organizado por Banco Sabadell2» Flashmob or Polished Ad on a Spanish Plaza, This Video Is a Feast

This unexpected, public performance of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony on a plaza in Spain is an absolute visual and aural feast.

The Piano Guys3» "O Come, Emmanuel"

A stirring pairing of piano and cello performing the classic hymn for this past Advent season.

Brene Brown speaks4» Brené Brown on Leaning Into Our Vulnerability

We live in a vulnerable world, says social researcher Brené Brown in this popular TED talk. And what do we do in the face of this vulnerability? We numb it.

tibetan bowl with water5» Bell Sound Meditation

One of our most popular weekend exercises. Try this 10-minute bell sound meditation and then share your experience with us.

Touch Wood Xylophone in Kyushu6» Touch Wood in a Japanese Forest with Bach

A spectacular feat of engineering and creativity that you have to see to believe. And just guess what inspired its making. Just marvelous!

620099857» One Hundred Million Seeds of Porcelain Contemplation

Ai Weiwei's installation at Tate Modern is an incredible feat: 100 million hand-painted pieces of porcelain as sunflower seeds are sources of contemplation. Images and video with the artist too.

Me and Them8» Why I Don't Do Christmas

Krista, a Christmas Scrooge? Our host reflects on not playing the "Christmas game" of obligatory gift-giving and our redemptive human need for one another.

Calvin and Hobbes: Math Is a Religion9» Calvin and Hobbes: Math Is a Religion

A classic comic on faith in equations. "You take two numbers and when you add them, they magically become one new number!"

Hanan Harchol on Love and Giving10» What's Giving Got to Do With Love?

When Hanan Harchol's character tells his parents that he's breaking up with his girlfriend, they say that real love is not about focusing on your own needs. Do they have a point?

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For many years I taught incarcerated people. During a course called "Explorations in Reading," at the women's prison in New Hampshire, we managed to persuade the officer to let us hold a class session outside, on the edge of the blacktop basketball court where several women were sunning, pant legs and tee-shirt sleeves rolled up. I looked beyond the wire fencing to a stand of trees and read aloud Mary Oliver's poem, "Some Questions You Might Ask," wherein the poet wonders about the nature of the soul: who and what have one? Is there a shape to it?

I told the women in class I love the poem because I believe that trees have souls. Immediately, someone suggested that when I die my soul might enter a tree.

"That would be perfect," I said, "as long as I don't end up a bench." We laughed and a woman said, "You could end up paper that someone writes on." Another piped up and said, "You could end up being a disciplinary write-up form."

"No not that," I exclaimed. But then it hit me, what if every thing, every being potentially held some particle of spirit or soul of something or someone I loved? What if the disciplinary write-up form were printed on paper that came from a tree that possessed a great soul?

The answer came tumbling out of my mouth: I would be more apt to treat all things and all beings more compassionately. My vision and relationship with the world and all its inhabitants would change.

Rabbi David Cooper in his book, God Is a Verb explains five levels of soul — the first is Nefesh, the Hebrew word for vital life force, which refers to the soul of atomic structure. Every particle of matter has Nefesh.

Rabbi Cooper cautions us against limiting soul to a particular body or entity. He likens it to magnetic field, a kind of spiritual current that flows through every thing, every being, connecting us all.

Alice Walker begins her novel, Possessing the Secret of Joy, with a line from a bumper sticker:

When the ax entered the forest, the trees said, “The handle is one of us.”

To see ourselves in those who seem most definitively them is a kind of vision I desire though it frightens me. Often, when I feel tethered by fear, I long to be free of it, yet there are moments when what I want is to be willing to be afraid, and still enter the forest where trees are brave enough to recognize themselves in the handle of axes that seek to cut them down.

In part, that's why I began working in prisons, to find in myself those who reside there. That came easily enough. Were it not for the privileges, the resources, the chances, and choices I've been so abundantly given, but for the grace of God, there go I. The challenge was finding myself in the correctional officers. I thought a lot about who becomes one and why. I remembered how I, too, needed a job once, which led to teaching in a locked adolescent unit of a psychiatric hospital where we assessed and tallied behavior on point sheets, where fluorescent lighting and sealed, chicken-wired windows taunted fresh air and sun.

I never really subscribed to the treatment model, nor did I like much of what I saw, but it paid well. To the teenagers on that unit, no matter how empathetic I tried to be, I was still "staff," the hospital equivalent of a correctional officer.

When the ax entered the forest, the trees said, "The handle is one of us."

Before I knew it, I found myself behaving like some correctional officers I'd observed: leaning too far into the face of an angry adolescent whose confinement embittered him. I heard myself telling him like countless other adults had, what I could do to him. In that split second when he screamed at me and I knew I was powerless to change one iota of his pain, I reached for what power I could, and did nothing but sully myself and fuel his cynicism.

I heard the words of Maya Angelou who said there is nothing sadder than a young cynic because she or he goes from knowing nothing to believing nothing. In that moment of mutual frustration and powerlessness, neither of us believed there was anything else to do. Neither of us recognized the soul of the other, or anything we had ever loved. In that moment, the sparks of the divine in each of us, lay dormant, dispossessed. We saw only the ax blade, not the handle.

When does a child embody the soul of an ax instead of a tree?

Each time I have volunteered in a penal facility, I have been warned: Do not trust the inmates. They are called "cons" for a reason. They will ask you for things and try to manipulate you. Not once in the ten years I taught or brought in artists or speakers, did anyone con or manipulate me. I did not expect them to. I offered my respect and received theirs in return. I have no doubt that prisons, like society at large, are rife with negative behaviors. They breed like bacteria on stale bread, seizing the most opportune conditions: distrust, disrespect, dehumanization. It is challenge to enter a prison and keep cynicism at bay; it is a triumph of spirit to dwell there, for an eight-hour shift, or a sentence, without surrendering one's humanity.

In her "Morning Poem," Mary Oliver speaks of daring to be happy. I asked the women in class what that meant to them. A woman said, "They hate it when we are happy in here. They can't stand to see us smile."

Later that afternoon in prison, when we had returned to the building, to the room we shared with vending machines, we were all laughing, and I looked up to see four people with visitor badges on a tour of the prison staring in at us. "Now see," I joked, "they're going to think prison is fun." But underneath the irritation of being studied lay the recognition that the four people on the tour saw something important as they passed by. They saw incarcerated women who knew their bodies could be chastened, but not their souls. And maybe, like the trees, they understood, "the handle is one of us."


Leaf SeligmanLeaf Seligman is a minister, writing teacher, and author of Opening the Window: Sabbath Meditations. Leaf listens intently to life's conversations and hears in the brokenness what makes us whole.

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Lego Nativity Scene with KatalumaA Lego nativity scene with kataluma created by Jacob Hosanna.

As a prophet said, we are capable of so many things, us humans.

You may be used to it — the nativity story as told by wonderful, small humans from St. Paul’s Church in Auckland, New Zealand, or the recordings from the early ‘60s of Bible stories told by children in Dublin City. They are charming, beautiful. They are full of such potential and pleasure in the art of the imagination and the craft of storytelling.

However, as Pope Benedict XVI pointed out recently (and many others, including Ken Bailey), the way we tell the story is often unfaithful to the text. Luke’s gospel, from which much of the story comes, records no stable, no animals, and, most importantly, no inhospitality. Luke, normally so kind and gracious, giving so much time to stories of the marginalized, rushes through the birth of Jesus as if it was of little importance. Joseph and Mary had gone to Bethlehem for the census (oh, those number-loving Romans) and:

While they were there, the time came for her to deliver her child. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.

See? No animals, no inhospitality, no stable.

The word used for “inn” here is a curious one. In Greek, there are two words for "inn": "kataluma" and "pandocheion." It is the latter, pandocheion, used by Luke in the telling of the story of mobbed man resembles what we understand to be an inn — a resting house, with an owner and rooms.

Kataluma, the word used in the nativity story (and interestingly, also used to denote the upper room of the last supper) was really a different thing altogether. Most people of the time lived in a one-room structure. In that room there was space for living and sleeping, a fireplace. Additionally, the animals were brought in for the night to that same space — for protection and also because of the warmth they’d give. Those houses lucky enough to have a kataluma had an additional guest room. This room, the kataluma, could be rented out. So, it seems that Joseph and Mary, arriving in Bethlehem, could not find a kataluma, so they had the baby and laid him in the manger, which would have been in the living space of a family who made room for them in their own place of life.

There's a wonderful Lego image of the kataluma by Jacob Hosanna. It is much more ordinary. Much less dramatic. Much less offensive to the good people of the Holy Land who are aghast at Western tellings of the nativity story implying that anyone would turn away a woman in the last moments of pregnancy.

Those New Zealand kids were right about one thing though: the sense of celebration. Matthew's recounting of the arrival of those strange Magi details, with a superfluity unusual in the gospel texts that they e˙ca¿rhsan cara»n mega¿lhn sfo/dra, literally, "they rejoiced with a great joy exceedingly."

The way we tell the story tells so much. Stars and angels and joy and delight. Also, inhospitality, cruelty, insult, and limitation.

We must always be attentive to the edges of our own storytelling. Attractive as it may be to children, and lodged as it may be upon the portrayed scenes of religious Christmas cards, it is simply incorrect to think that Mary and Joseph were forced into a stable. They found shelter in the kindness of a family, presumably Joseph's kin, in his traditional homeland of Bethlehem. This kindness was so ordinary, so expected, so taken for granted that Luke, the gentle evangelist, did not even make mention of the family whose home was used for what we consider to be the birthing of a godchild to confused parents.

As Krista Tippett wrote, it's not provable. But, the telling of the story can make many things possible.

We might realize that every moment of human encounter, every small demonstration of hospitality, carries within it the possibility for incarnation. We can see that human touch, the actual touching of flesh, and flesh is in itself sacred. We can also see that religion at its best can communicate an honor for the ordinary, the everyday, the unremarkable — and find something remarkable in the midst of this parochial normality.

We are capable of so many things, us humans. Hospitality and hostility. Kindness and cruelty. What prophet said that? I don't know. I made it up. If one didn't say it, one should have said it. While it may not be true, it's definitely not untrue.


Pádraig Ó TuamaPádraig Ó Tuama, originally from Cork, now lives in Belfast where he works in poetry, theology, mediation, and dialogue projects. He neglects his website on a regular basis and has recently published a book of poetry Readings from the Book of Exile.


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"I'm not going to buy any presents this year. We will go shopping as a family for these homeless teenagers, and I'll try to be honest about the equivalent I would spend on my own children on the commercial holy days if I believed in them. I report this in some hope of feeding a little rebellion I sense many of us are quietly tending. But I also make it public to be sure I follow through."

    ~Krista Tippett on "Why I Don't Do Christmas"

Me and ThemKrista (@kristatippett) isn't a big fan of playing the "Christmas game" of obligatory gift-giving. As a matter of fact, she's a bit of a Bah Humbug character.

I confess to my inner Scrooge - how I think Xmas has come to distort us; how I'm seeking recovery this year.

She's not alone. Diane Warren commented:

"Thank you for expressing so eloquently what I feel. It is always good to know there is connection, and through that validation, with others on an internal level that is so deep it is not often expressed. Belief systems are tricky; even to oneself."

Advent ConspiracyPeople aren't just stewing in their "Scrooge-friendly juices" though. People are telling us about the many good works going on: an Episcopal church sponsoring a "diaper ministry," an artist helps save local wildlife by selling paintings of tigers (inspired by Alan Rabinowitz), an adolescent working on his Eagle Scout project buys new undergarments for others less fortunate because he put himself in somebody's place and thought "I would want to wear new underwear and socks."

Check out the hundreds of comments on our Facebook page, our blog, and on Twitter (@beingtweets). Read, share, and discuss "Why I Don't Do Christmas" with your friends and family.

Native Detroiter Gloria Lowe, whom you might remember from our show "Becoming Detroit," echoes Krista's sentiments. Barbara Jones, Gloria Lowe, Krista Tippett, and Barbara Stachowski.How about these closing lines from "Turning To Instead of Against Each Other":

We are facing an economic and spiritual crisis that threatens our survival and our deepest humanity. But it also an opportunity. It is an opportunity to create a more just way of living. In earlier, more dangerous times we created families, villages, places of worship and respect for one another. We have that creativity within us still.

Let us all celebrate this holiday season through the eyes of a "beloved community," turning away from wanting things to valuing people. We can turn to one another and ask what kind of community we can create together.

Take a few minutes and read the rest of Gloria's essay. You won't regret it.

Anger is a moral response. But the exacting measure of our humanity is how we wield and transmute it - the legacy we give it in the world.

Presence in the Wild with Kate BraestrupLike many of you, we are still thinking through the horrific tragedy in Connecticut. We heard from many kind listeners who thanked us for broadcasting Krista's interview with Kate Braestrup as a response to the unfolding news. Though it was not our intent, it was the right conversation during some of our country's darkest hours. I offered a brief explanation about why we chose last week's program.

As we plan the next season of The Civil Conversations Project, we're thinking about how we can foster a better public dialogue. But what's our approach? As Krista said to me this morning:

"How do we talk about gun violence without it devolving into the same old debate? If we try to turn this into a discussion that draws on our shared humanity, surely we'll find a way to bring in subjects like mental illness."

How do you think about our national conversation on these subjects? Who would you like to hear in dialogue wrestling with these important issues? Write me at tgilliss@onbeing.org or @trentgilliss.

On a bit of a lighter note, this image by C. Edward Brice paired with "The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff." ~Carl Sagan photo by C. Edward Brice http://bit.ly/VUx0VaCarl Sagan's words really grabbed our readers this week:

“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”

Two shows we're working on for 2013:

Editing last summer's interview with the wonderful Roshi Joan Halifax @upayazen - the embodiment of "engaged Buddhism." Will air in Jan.

Segovia Youth Commemorate MassacreTalk about unforeseen adjacencies, Roshi Joan quotes this week's subject:

"We have gravely underestimated the human spirit." ~Teilhard de Chardin, "Evolution proceeds towards spirit."

And a conversation we recorded last week:

Lovely, unusual interview yesterday with Natalie Batalha of @NASAKepler - on exoplanets, love, and the future of space.

"What we observe out there is that nature is creative, prolific, robust." ~Natalie Batalha, Kepler Space Telescope Mission

Here's wishing you all a very merry Christmas and a happy new year!

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Disruption is around every corner by way of globally connected economies, inevitable superstorms, and technology’s endless reinvention. But most of us were born into a culture which aspired to solve all problems. How do we support people and create systems that know how to recover, persist, and even thrive in the face of change? Andrew Zolli introduces "resilience thinking," a new generation’s wisdom for a world of constant change.

May 9, 2013

The best way to nurture children's inner lives, Sylvia Boorstein says, is by taking care of our own inner selves for their sake. At a public event in suburban Detroit, Krista Tippett draws out the warmth and wisdom of the celebrated Jewish-Buddhist teacher and psychotherapist. And, in a light-hearted moment that is an audience pleaser, Boorstein shares what GPS might teach us about "recalculating" and our own inner equanimity.

May 2, 2013

How do we prime our brains to take the meandering mental paths necessary for creativity? New techniques of brain imaging, Rex Jung says, are helping us gain a whole new view on the differences between intelligence, creativity, and personality. He unsettles some old assumptions — and suggests some new connections between creativity and family life, creativity and aging, and creativity and purpose.

April 25, 2013

An enchanting hour of poetry drawing on the ways family and religion shape our lives. Marie Howe works and plays with her Catholic upbringing, the universal drama of family, and the ordinary time that sustains us. The moral life, she says, is lived out in what we say as much as what we do — and so words have a power to save us.

April 18, 2013

A profound stutter as a child left Alan Rabinowitz virtually unable to communicate and to prefer animals to people. Now a conservationist of tigers and jaguars, an explorer of the world's last wild places, he has extraordinary insight into both animals and the human condition.

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