silence

silence

By Trent Gilliss January 12, 2015

In a somber week, Omid Safi offers a powerful reminder to remember the humanity at stake in world news, Reza Aslan provides needed context, Parker Palmer reflects on the illuminating power of Thomas Merton's words, a writer muses on our discomfort with death, and Courtney Martin pens a love letter to the shared silences that join us together.

By Courtney E. Martin January 09, 2015

So often it's the quiet moments with someone that cements and deepens a relationship. An acknowledgement (and a bit of a love letter) to the silence that joins us together.

By Barbara Mahany December 21, 2014

Darkness draws out our deep-down depths. And, in the northern hemisphere, December’s darkness invites us inward. A lesson in wonder, an elegy for light, and a call to pay attention for the unbroken darkness of a December night.

By Courtney E. Martin November 28, 2014

With the grand jury's decision not to indict the police officer who killed Michael Brown, a school of children's uncommon silence in New Mexico leads the way to expressing grief and finding a role for our anger.

By Yahia Lababidi September 16, 2014

Poets and philosophers may be the mystics of our day, bridging the two worlds and bearing witness to seen and unseen.

May 12, 2013

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.

May 16, 2012

A lyrical essay in which Gordon Hempton reminds the reader of what we can find inside ourselves through nature and how it makes us better listeners too. A must-read.

May 07, 2012

A Twitterscript recap of our interview with the man who is trying to preserve the last quiet places.

April 24, 2011

Boys in silenceA sign hangs on the wall of a Taizé community in Burgundy, France. (photo: forteller/Flickr, cc by-nc-sa 2.0)

It is Easter week. This week, we remember the events from Thursday’s meal to Friday’s torture to Saturday’s silence and Sunday’s mystery.

Years ago, 13 years ago in fact, I fell apart. I was 22 and I had already been sick for a year. It had started with a bad flu that had never gone away. After 12 months, I was bewildered and dizzy and achy, confused with a fatigue and an illness that would take a further five years to diagnose and a total of nine years to recover from.

February 26, 2011

A magical description of the primordial silences of people and places outside urban corridors by Taline Voskeritchian.

November 28, 2010

A guest contributor reflects on how being still with life's deaths and resurrections connects her to the universe.

February 26, 2010
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