A weekly roundup of the many things surfacing and playing out in the world with some of our favorite writers and thinkers.
What unites us all is that we all have mothers. A poet traces the path of her life through her Rumanian grandmother and the women who followed.
Becoming a mother can be a startling experience — a belonging to a communion of motherhood and the stark reality that one's identity will never be the same again. For this upcoming Mother's Day, Courtney Martin contemplates the fragility, fierceness, and myopia of motherhood and the ineffable beauty of being a mother.
On this Mother's Day weekend, a time to celebrate the women in our lives and be real about parenting. Along with art on happiness, brainstorming reactions, and emerging forms of spirituality in Ireland.
In the Sikh faith, the role of the nurturer is one, among many, of the celebrated roles of all Sikhs, regardless of gender.
If there is one tangible object that represents my mother, it would be a quilt. She spent my childhood making beautiful patterns: lone stars, flying geese, double wedding rings. Each stitch was exactly even and the corners of the fabric joined together just right.
I picked up Sylvia Boorstein's lovely book That's Funny, You Don't Look Buddhistyears ago and loved it. Then, three years ago, I found myself on a panel discussion with her and loved her in person.
"In the story of Job, Job lost everything, and he got everything back twofold.… I'm blessed and I'm loved, and I know that I've made a difference."
"I knew that we didn't have wealth to leave you guys. So I always thought that my responsibility was to leave you a legacy of honesty, integrity, and education."