Wild Goose Festival 2011

Where do I begin?  What a wonderful event!  [Thanks to all the creators, organizers, speakers, and volunteers—it’s a job well done!] The Goose, modeled after the long-running Greenbelt Festival in the UK, was an attempt to gather people of all walks of life together, in one place, knowing not everyone would agree, but encouraging amicable […]

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Shoveling Snow with Buddha

I’m away for the weekend, attending (and speaking at) the Wild Goose Festival in NC. I laugh every time I read this poem.  It’s so delightfully simple in its storytelling, yet so profound.  May we all live life so well! Here’s “Shoveling Snow with Buddha” by Billy Collins: Isn’t that great?  I love what Collins […]

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Someday

Starting today, I’m at the Wild Goose Festival at Shakori Hills in NC.  I hope to see some of you there.  For the rest of you, I’ll have a full report in next Tuesday’s post. In the meantime, I think this song (“Someday” by the Plain White T’s) represents the mission of the Goose…and mirrors […]

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Loving without Caring

Sounds like an oxymoron, no? In Martha Beck’s O Magazine article this month (“I Don’t Care”), she talks about the need for “detached attachment,” which counteracts the fact that “caring—with its shades of sadness, fear, and insistence on specific outcomes—is not love.” Her eye-opening exercise? Think about it.  Your loved one’s change would be icing […]

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When “Dad” is Another Word for Love

One of my greatest fears about parenting, way back when, was the possibility of being a single parent in a married relationship.  I know plenty of mothers who are.  Maybe it hasn’t been the case with us because we agreed not to let such a thing happen.  Maybe it’s because we waited 18 years to […]

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The quote I live by

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
--Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

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