I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.
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I first met Nico at a gathering of country-club types. We two misfits clearly didn’t belong at such a party, where the other guests had doused themselves in so much cologne that we were forced to escape our host’s home to catch our breath on the freshly cut grass.
I imagine my own daughter in Danny’s situation. She is a toddler, so I would be allowed to stay with her if she got COVID. But if she were older, what would I do? What rules would I break to sit beside her?
Claiming a heritage, becoming a citizen, landing in a foreign jail
People want to celebrate the things that symbolize generosity and goodness in their lives. To share that with others and have others understand that this means something to you — that’s an extraordinary act of communion.
Featuring Michael Meade, Pema Chödrön, Peter A. Selwyn, and more.
Diseases have no eyes. They pick with a dizzy finger anyone, just anyone. Sandra Cisneros, The House on Mango Street
Diseases have no eyes. They pick with a dizzy finger anyone, just anyone.
Sandra Cisneros, The House on Mango Street
An unplanned pregnancy, a twisted ankle, a case of dynamite
Featuring Poe Ballantine, Brian Jay Stanley, David Edwards, and more.
Show me a man or woman alone and I’ll show you a saint. Give me two and they’ll fall in love. Give me three and they’ll invent the charming thing we call “society.” Give me four and they’ll build a pyramid. Give me five and they’ll make one an outcast. Give me six and they’ll reinvent prejudice. Give me seven and in seven years they’ll reinvent warfare. Stephen King, The Stand
Show me a man or woman alone and I’ll show you a saint. Give me two and they’ll fall in love. Give me three and they’ll invent the charming thing we call “society.” Give me four and they’ll build a pyramid. Give me five and they’ll make one an outcast. Give me six and they’ll reinvent prejudice. Give me seven and in seven years they’ll reinvent warfare.
Stephen King, The Stand