One of my earliest memories took place in a monastery. I remember eating muesli from a wooden bowl in a very, very quiet place. I was 5, visiting Boston with my Scottish family; I turned out to be extremely allergic…
In the Christian tradition, we honor and remember the death of Jesus at 3 pm on the Friday before Easter. For me, it's a time to honor the healing and transformative aspects of death, and remember that death is a…