Pastel-colored apparitions of tenderness, magnolias are titans of resilience.
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How to Love the World More: George Saunders on the Courage of Uncertainty
Nothing, not one thing, hurts us more — or causes us to hurt others more — than our certainties. The stories we tell ourselves about the world and the foregone conclusions with which we cork the fount of possibility are the supreme downfall of our consciousness.
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Youth and Age: Kahlil Gibran on the Art of Becoming
The unfolding of life does more than fray our bodies with entropy — it softens our spirit, blunting the edge of vanity and broadening the aperture of beauty, so that we become both more ourselves and more unselved, awake to the felicitous interdependence of the world.
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The Broadest Portal to Joy
All sorrow is, on some elemental level beneath cause and circumstance, an act of forgetting our connection to life, to one another, to the grand interbelonging of existence. All joy is the act of remembering — the hand outstretched for reconnection, for felicitous contact between othernesses.
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Jealousy and Its Antidote: Pioneering Psychiatrist Leslie Farber on the Tangled Psychology of Our Most Destructive Emotion
There is but one emotion that claws at the heart with the twin talons of anger and shame, savaging self-regard with haunting ferocity that feeds on itself.
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The Remedy for Creative Block and Existential Stuckness
To create anything — a poem, a painting, a theorem, a garden — is not to will something new into being but to surrender to the most ancient and alive part of ourselves — the stratum of spirit vibrating with every experience we have ever had, every book we have ever read, every love we have eve
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May Sarton on Grieving a Pet
There is an ineffable comfort that our non-human companions bless upon our lives — those beings whose daily task it is to “bite every sorrow until it fled” — and with their loss comes an ineffable species of grief.
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Lichens and the Meaning of Life
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe,” the great naturalist John Muir wrote in the middle of the nineteenth century.
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Theology & flowers, an author interview
In honor of spring, I’m thrilled to bring you an interview with the delightful Christie Purifoy, who talked to me about her new book, A Home in Bloom: Four Enchanted Seasons with Flowers (due out April 11th, but you can preorder the book today).
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My 6-Year-Old Son Died. Then the Anti-vaxxers Found Out.
Opponents of COVID vaccines terrorize grieving families on social media. My 6-year-old boy died in January. We lost him after a household accident, one likely brought on by a rare cerebral-swelling condition. Paramedics got his heart beating, but it was too late to save his brain.
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