“Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth.
I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.”
— Jesus, Gospel of Matthew 10:34
When I was around eight years old, accompanying my Baptist best friend to his Christian summer camp, I remember how surprised I was hearing that famous line.
My thought process was probably familiar to you:
“Wait I was really liking this guy, the ‘love your enemies’ teaching is right on—but now he’s talking about bringing swords?
He’s either terribly inconsistent or they got some translations wrong.”
I was completely unaware of…
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.
— Jalaluddin Rumi
Towards the end of a lovely family dinner, after hours of wine, funny stories and entertaining yet relatively trivial small-talk; my aunt, dad and I snuck off to pass around our dessert: a hurried bowl of cannabis, the great unifier of counterculture-era boomers and tree-hugging millennials. Predictably, the discussion took a significant turn from surface to substance. Bob III and I had a passionate yet respectful discussion about many…
Watching The Crown this past week, specifically Margaret Thatcher’s inauguration as prime minister of Britain, and becoming increasingly disillusioned at how backwards, how Neanderthal we are in America (still) when it comes to female leadership.
At least 79 countries have had a female leader and Jake Tapper had the audacity to joke about Kamala Harris’ husband, Doug Emhoff, becoming the first ever “Second Dude?” He apologized. But it stayed with me. A senior American journalist acted like a nine-year-old because we associate female leadership with their husbands’ emasculation.
I’m here to tell you friends, women can lead and should lead…
If you realize that all things change,
there is nothing you will try to hold on to.
— Lao Tzu
This world is constantly attempting to provoke a response to its seemingly endless stimuli.
React to this!
And as soon as you finish engaging with one phenomena, a new one comes into view.
It’s exhausting, isn’t it?
All things are but masks at God’s beck and call,
They are symbols that instruct us that God is all.
— Farid ud-Din Attar
It’s the 21st century. The word “God” could be the most loaded term in all of the English language. There is not a more diverse set of meanings for the same grouping of letters, which is why I personally try to avoid using that term as often as I can.
Before I go in, this is for other uncertain white folks. I’m not about to tell black people and other communities of color what they should be doing, or how they should be protesting, or how MLK III should be interpreting MLK Jr.’s words—those are their decisions to make. Safe to say the III knows Jr. better than literally any other person on this planet. But for the uncertain whites, we’re getting a lot of info right now and this piece is written purely to offer a few suggestions on how to become a more integrated, conscious member of a…
Our house came with this unremovable neon message. Despite emphasizing impermanence, it’s becoming more of a permanent fixture, seemingly resistant to its own teaching.
I love Emily’s work on this place, our home’s previous owner is an interior designer who transformed this mediocre old house from the 60s into a stylish, updated remodel, with mid-century modern aesthetics (I think) and art pieces — worthy of multiple publications praising her work on this thing. …
If you’re more of an activist/helper: contribute your skills to this new open-source app project enabling home deliveries to people most affected by quarantine. Their team could use the help, it’s called StayNeighbor. Email me if you want to join us.
If you can’t do either right now: remember that focusing on yourself isn’t wrong. Your own well-being is incredibly important. Don’t feel guilty.
As so many of us are familiar, Jesus was born in a manger. Around barn animals. Trying to picture it, it had to be pretty dirty in there. Mary and Joseph rush in and find a comfortable spot on what was essentially the equivalent of a cow’s feeding trough.
You know… the Lord?
The person who Christians don’t even like referring to as a man — to most of the Western world he is the literal Son of God.
The Prince of King God was born on top of where animals eat.
As I understand it, everything on the level…
When I’m not writing about mystic philosophy and esoteric topics like chakric metaphysics (and consequently feeling the climbing eyebrows of scientific materialists), my other primary creative outlet is making advocacy films.
The mystic’s worldview lines right up with advocating for universal human rights. If we truly believe from our innermost depths that we are all one big global family, or (playing at the edge of mysticism) even Oneness Itself, we start to act accordingly.
We try to reduce their suffering.