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Listen to this beautiful recitation of the Maasai creed from the late great scholar Jaroslav Pelikan. It's a treasure.
Join us for communal singing as we learn from choral director and conductor Tesfa Wondemagegnehu as talks more about the unbeatable joy of singing together. Tesfa will also lead us in the art of communal music-making. If a gun-shy singer like me will attend, you have no reason to be scared.
The best of the week — including night music from Minnesota loons, our Webby speech, a cheeky take on summer fashion, unexpected advice on trusting one's creative instincts, and a profound story from a late civil rights veteran.
Life has its moments of melancholy. Parker Palmer reminds us to stop, take it all in, and write some poetry to recall life's aspirations.
In Barbara Ehrenreich's latest book — and first memoir — she asks the age-old questions at the center of human life. A self-described atheist, she leans into the word "mystical" and encourages more cosmic wandering.
A young preacher remembers the legendary Vincent Harding and "his gift of sight to help us see ourselves and each other."
Pairing this photo of a modernist architectural wonder with words from Pritzker Prize-winning architect Thom Mayne, who instructs us to pursue our creative instincts.
Our executive editor's weekly missal sends you postcards from the road, an invitation to sing at our studios, words of wisdom and poetry from Wendell Berry and Parker Palmer, and a journalism student's reflection on breathing.
As you read this poem, Parker Palmer asks us to ponder a simple question: "How, then, shall I live?"
A joyous monk at a meditation center in India teaches a young journalist how to breathe, one breath at a time.
As the narrative of Noah and the flood resurfaces in pop culture, a poetic midrash by Elie Wiesel.
Parker Palmer draws inspiration from the words of Wendell Berry on celebrating one's obstacles and the impeded stream that sings.
A poetic photoquote from Rebecca Solnit on meeting moments of arrival, moments of realization, and moments of discovery with open arms.
The best of the week — including an invitation to communal song, forest music from Schumann, words of gratitude and grace from Mary Oliver, and the manifold gifts of a storyteller.
What is the value of retreating? A life-long retreat-goer thinks about the value of solitude, togetherness, seeking, and the sacredness of close human relationships.
In this photoquote of the day, Annie Dillard reminds us to ride the "monsters down deep."
Join us at 1:00PM (CT) today for a live video stream of our inaugural live event at On Being Studios. It's sure to be a rich discussion about science and religion between two great thinkers.
Parker Palmer turns to a famous Mary Oliver poem to remind him to be grateful for the "family of things."
Our executive editor's weekly roundup of all things beautiful and intriguing. This week, an esoteric essay on the Antarctic, magical photography from Iran, and an engaging narrative on the process of dying in India.
A mesmerizing collaboration between Memphis-born street dancer Lil Buck and cellist Yo-Yo Ma. A moment of transcendence that stops you in your tracks and begs to be noticed.
When an aspiring journalist attends a meditation resort in India for a class assignment, she finds herself in an awkward role. Her commentary on experiencing Osho dynamic meditation and finding comfort in her Roman Catholic faith.
If you didn't know it, Krista's a Trekkie. And so was one of our guests. A meeting of two Trekkie minds makes for an endearing few moments between interviewer and interviewee. Listen in.
A vexing question receives a profound answer. And Parker Palmer asks: "What task is calling you — at home, at work, in the larger world — that you need to embrace even though it's impossible?"
Wandering about offers signs about honor and honesty, sunset yoga on the Ganges, ways to live and uncover an undivided life, and behind-the-scenes looks of our work. Our look into this week's gems and delights.
In this final installment of a four-part meditation on the interior emptiness of the East Antarctic ice cap, the author and explore reflects on the impossibility of intimacy in the presence of impermanence.