Seasons is a wise metaphor for the movement of life, I think. It suggests that life is neither a battlefield nor a game of chance but something infinitely richer, more promising, more real. The notion that our lives are like the eternal cycle of the ...

When my heart broke, the qualities of natural warmth, qualities like kindness and empathy and appreciation, just spontaneously emerged. - Pema Chodron Read The Books Falling Club: Thoughts on Favorite Essays...

And now, weak, short of breath, my once-firm muscles melted away by cancer, I find my thoughts, increasingly, not on the super natural or spiritual but on what is meant by living a good and worthwhile life – achieving a sense of peace within onesel...

The bud/ stands for all things,/ even for those things that don’t flower/ for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;/ though sometimes it is necessary/ to reteach a thing its loveliness,/ to put a hand on its brow/ of the flower/ and re...