Thinking is always, to some degree, an analogy or a representation of what is going on. Language is, too. We can never capture perfectly any other object or thing in words or images, but we can always point to it, gesture towards it, pay homage to it, make it imperfectly present to others. The same…
You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye. ~Matthew 7:5 I've been thinking a lot about tribalism, biases, and the difficulty of transcending our intellectual and ideological blind spots. (Several great books on the topic, but the one…
Flowers on my run up and down Diamond Head this morning. This was on the long uphill part that made me want either to die or to reverse all my life choices. How do I succeed at something I'm not innately good at? When/how does effort trump intrinsic ability? When does the imbalance of a friendship…
Today I cried. "Sobbed" might be a better word. And while crying is not unusual for me (I will even cry at commercials, and not just the ASPCA kind), these tears were different. They felt like they were pulled from my deepest insecurities and spilled my emotional guts all over my work desk and my…
I recently read The Supper of the Lamb by Robert Farrar Capon, and in addition to the wonderful theology within, I was struck by its paean for food intentionally, carefully, lovingly prepared. Food is life. Food is love. Food is how we nurture these beautiful bodies that carry us through the world, that give rise to our…
As many of you know, I'm a little obsessed with truth and reality. I love learning and I want to know as much about this beautiful universe as I can. I also want to think as carefully, fully, and wisely as I can about the aspects of this world that we can't ever really know about (ethics,…
Light on Diamond Head on New Year's Eve morning. As I was muddling through some sweeping emotions and difficult life circumstances yesterday, I was reminded once again (even after writing about it extensively in my book) of the inextricable linkage between our beliefs and our emotions. In particular, I remembered how often beliefs give rise…
My favorite mindfulness book to read at the end of the year. I love fresh starts, arbitrary though they may be. I love new years and the opportunity (though no special one was needed) to evaluate the past 12 months, check in with myself and my well-being, take stock of my relationships, and think about…
