Can the process of grieving go on too long? Especially when you write about it for a living? Jane Gross on her bout with understanding death's unsettled trajectory.
For the end of Suicide Awareness Month, an elegy for a vibrant but fragile life unraveled by mental health — and one woman's challenge to recognize love in the presence of desperation.
“Benedictine spirituality and Zen Buddhism became the two lungs through which I breathe.” The Belgian author Bieke Vandekerckhove passed away this week. Patrick Henry honors her life by shining a light on The Taste of Silence, her recently translated book on genuine faith — and honest doubt — of a "spiritual giant."
At the age of 18, a young woman goes into a coma and faces a near-death experience. For nearly four years, she's hospitalized and tries to find peace and God — in a well-lit intensive care unit — in her dreams. A story of faith, hope, and gratitude for the landscape of dreams.
Beginning with a quote from Hazrat Inayat Khan, an exploration and a grappling with suffering, parenting, and the nature of love.
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Rather than grieve for the loss of “normalcy,” a mother of a child with refractory seizure disorder chooses to exult in her being exactly the way she is. Weaving in the Four Noble Truths, she marvels at the gifts of intimacy, false notions of power and control, and the hope and humor that follows.
The Magic Hedge is an oasis on the outskirts of Chicago renowned for its excellent birdwatching. With the hopes of sighting of a rare bird, two friends venture forth to encounter small miracles, the warmth of unexpected community, and the blessings of stillness.
After being diagnosed with cancer, Becky Sennett tells an unlikely story of gratitude — for a reprimanding encounter with a pulmonologist who takes her to task, a compassionate gesture for which she'll be forever grateful.
An image of the Buddha is carved into a banyan tree at Wat Mahathat in Thailand. (photo: McKay Savage/Flickr, cc by 2.0)
The name Buddha means “awakened one.” This is the story of how a young man became the Buddha. As with all ancient tales, we can’t know what is to be taken literally and what is to be taken metaphorically. It doesn’t matter to me. I’m inspired by his story either way.