For one of my classes I’m reading On the Incarnation by St. Athanasius of Alexandria. It’s interesting: contemporary with the Council of Nicaea it can be read as a kind of Christian manifesto on the meaning and purpose of the god-man, Jesus Christ.
As a convert to Islam, the discussion is personally relevant. It is in section 54 of this very book that I meet, once again, the epigram:
On February 6, 2012, I was at work in Delaware when I got a call from Mom in Arizona. Dad was worse, she said. They’d called in hospice.
I hesitated. I was already planning to visit at the end of the month. Did I really need to drop everything — to miss the board meeting of the organization I work for? I phoned the nursing home where Dad lived. Yes, his nurse said. It won’t be long now — maybe hours, maybe days.
Two legendary teachers shine a Buddhist light on a classic Christian teaching: love of enemies. Robert Thurman and Sharon Salzberg are working together on how we relate to that which makes us feel embattled from without, and from within.
“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. Let it come in. We think we don’t deserve love, we think if we let it in we’ll become too soft. But a wise man named Levin said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act.'"
— Mitch Albom, from Tuesdays with Morrie
In this photo essay, Joy Ladin reflects on how gender is a covenant she has broken "with others and a covenant with myself."
A bartender who was born and raised in Jamaica sent us this lovely essay in response to our latest show. A testament to the power of poetry and pursuit.
On this Mother's Day, in some odd way, I can think of no more fitting tribute than to listen to Ms. Boorstein reciting these lovely lines from Pablo Neruda.
A poem about friendship and intimacy, waiting and being present in the moment that is heartbreaking and heartening in its song.