A trip down the Grand Canyon (and, of course, a poem) reveals a truth and shows us all that we are most whole when we live in the layers of our being.
We all want to be of service, to be needed and of use to others and to ourselves. Parker Palmer tells the playful story of a neighbor who takes this to an extreme.
How do we celebrate our diminishment as we age? We look for beauty in "that which the world rejects as ugly."
On night six of Hanukkah, poet Esther Cohen and photographer Matthew Septimus light a candle to the woman who lives fully and dances with the valleys.
Sometimes the framing question needs to be, well, questioned. A "clearness committee" helps our columnist find a way of asking a transformative question instead of a question of loss.
"I'm not unhappy about becoming old. I'm not unhappy about what must be. It makes me cry only when I see my friends go before me and life is emptied. I don't believe in an afterlife, but I still fully expect to see my brother again. And it's like a dream life. But, you know, there's something I'm finding out as I'm aging that I am in love with the world."
On my first day as a chaplain at Calvary Hospital, a palliative care facility in the Bronx — a place where every patient was near death — I was overwhelmed.
"It's a prime time of my life, and I basically gave it away." A film that explores one family's story on the high stakes of caregiving for their parents.
Could the brains of 670 nuns from Mankato, Minnesota be the key to understanding Alzheimer's?