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Chief Sitting Bull/ Tatanka Iyotake

“Behold, the Spring has come; the earth has received the embraces of the sun and we shall soon see the results of that love!

Every seed is awakened and so has all animal life. It is through this mysterious power that we too have our being, and we therefore yield to our neighbors, ev...


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“Pain is not wrong. Reacting to pain as wrong initiates the tangle of emotional resistance against what is already happening.” – Tara Brach

The wooden meditation hall creaked softly as sixty people shifted in their seats, trying to find comfort in the silence. Outside, winter rain tapped against the windows, a ...


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You cannot oblige a heart
to open. But you can hold
that heart in the gentle palms
of your words, of your awareness.

You cannot force wars to end.
But you can foster peace
by treating people who are different
from you with kindness.

You cannot expect a person...


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I was a teenager in Cairo, Egypt, when a family friend paused mid-conversation, studying me with a curious smile. “You,” he said, half teasing, “are like a Jewish intellectual.” It wasn’t a provocation, though it might have sounded like one in certain company in a Muslim-majority country. I received it as praise. Even then, I felt a deep kinship with th...


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I used to think devotion had to weigh something.
That if my hands were not full,
my faith was not real.
So I filled yours—
folded them in a pew before you were old enough
to know what you were holding.

I dressed you in reverence.
Rehearsed the right words for your mouth.
Measured my fat...


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