Meditation: A Practice for Peace
Twelve years ago, my life was spinning out of control. Until I came across a book about meditation and determined to give it a try.
The New Domesticity: February Twilight
When my children were young, I regularly encouraged the memorization of seasonal poems. We’d delight in the rich autumn days as we envisioned Helen Hunt Jackson’s lines, “From dewy lanes at morning / The grapes’ sweet odors rise,” or we’d