Chattering Mind

Two months ago, I considered blogging about how you really have to wash your Brita pitcher out now and then, since mine had grown a slight but eerie green slime when I wasn’t looking. But then, I discarded the idea because I found the whole affair disgusting. More recently, I found that the problem wasn’t…

If you hated missing that vast Yoga Journal yoga conference in San Francisco ten days ago, Yoga Journal’s website provides blogged synopses of numerous workshops. “Our breath is our constant companion, a lover who has picked us up from the moment we’re born, until the moment we leave,” says teacher Angela Farmer in one session.…

Osama Bin Laden has spoken after a year of public silence, arousing rage, contempt, and worry among the American public. It’s the worry I’m interested in. Worry isn’t good for anyone; plus, you never know if you are worried about precisely the right thing, which causes you to worry even more pervasively. It’s hard to…

“Beware of confining yourself to a particular belief and denying all else, for much good would elude you–indeed, the knowledge of reality would elude you. Be in yourself a matter for all forms of belief, for God is too vast and tremendous to be restricted to one belief rather than another.” –13th-century Sufi master Ibn…

My father is recovering from double pneumonia and gets out of the hospital today, so I’m going to South Carolina this afternoon. I’ll be able to cook, keep Dad from driving himself to the grocery store, and forbid him from getting back on his NordicTracktoo soon. When it comes to fitness, my 91-year-old father is…

“Woman, how divine your missionHere upon our natal sod!Keep, oh, keep the young heart openAlways to the breath of God!All true trophies of the agesAre from mother-love impearled;For the hand that rocks the cradleIs the hand that rules the world. –third stanza of “What Rules the World,” by William Ross Wallace, reprinted in a newly…

I am chattering to myself about the upcoming summer. True, it is six months away. And true, I honor living in the moment. But I’m thinking about which summer camp might be right for the two Chattering sons, AND I’m wondering how the heck I’ll be able to pull off my own week-long silent retreat…

Oprah Winfrey is lovable and powerful. She’s a force of nature. I was happy to see, though, that the most recent cover of her magazine featured the big O herself in a tranquil pose that didn’t shout, “Hey, have I ever got it all together!” Her smile here is natural, knowing, and slight. I have…

“…So much held in a heart in a life. So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment. We are utterly open with no one, in the end–not mother and father, not wife or husband, not lover, not child, not friend. We open windows to each, but we live alone in…

“I think the elaborate, expensive display of an open casket with all the makeup in the slumber room enforces the belief that the person is only asleep, and in my personal opinion would only help to prolong the stage of denial,” wrote Elisabeth Kübler-Ross in “Questions and Answers on Death and Dying.” But Kübler-Ross might…

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