Photo by Christopher Michel “The goal of meditation is to uncover a form of wellbeing that is inherent to the nature of our minds.” — Sam Harris Sam Harris (@SamHarrisOrg) received a degree in philosophy…
The Dalai Lama on Science and Spirituality
“The notion that science and spirituality are somehow mutually exclusive does a disservice to both,” Carl Sagan wrote in his final book nearly four centuries after Galileo made the same point in his famous letter…
An Illustrated Field Guide to the Art, Science,…
“The first sip is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy,” Jack Kerouac wrote of tea in his 1958 novel The Dharma Bums. Late one…
Elizabeth Gilbert on Love, Loss, and How to…
“All your sorrows have been wasted on you if you have not yet learned how to be wretched,” Seneca told his mother in his extraordinary letter on resilience in the face of loss. One need…
Rebecca Solnit on Rewriting the World’s Broken Stories…
“Finding the words is another step in learning to see,” bryologist Robin Wall Kimmerer wrote in reflecting on what her Native American tradition and her training as a scientist taught her about how naming confers…
‘Frankenstein’ Author Mary Shelley on Nature and the…
In the early summer of 1816, weeks before her nineteenth birthday, Mary Shelley (August 30, 1797–February 1, 1851) — then still Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin — dreamt up Frankenstein on the shores of Lake Geneva in…
Anne Lamott on Love, Despair, and Our Capacity…
We go through life seeing reality not as it really is, in its unfathomable depths of complexity and contradiction, but as we hope or fear or expect it to be. Too often, we confuse certainty…
Door: A Tender Illustrated Allegory of Self-Discovery and…
“Our normal waking consciousness,” William James wrote in his classic treatise on transcendent states, “is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens.” The screen…
How a Jellyfish and a Sea Slug Illuminate…
“There is, in sanest hours, a consciousness, a thought that rises, independent, lifted out from all else, calm, like the stars, shining eternal,” Walt Whitman wrote in contemplating identity and the paradox of the self.…
Meeting Virginia Woolf
It is a rare gift to meet, much less befriend, one of your heroes — a gift that fell upon the American poet, novelist, and diarist extraordinaire May Sarton (May 3, 1912–July 16, 1995) in…