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My Feet
"There are so many things that can provide us with peace. Next time you take a shower or a bath, I suggest you hold your big toes in mindfulness. We pay attention to everything except our toes. When…
A Prayer for Those Who Are Sleep Deprived
O Beautiful Presence, we are saddened by reports that many of our brothers and sisters are not getting enough sleep every night. Many people are working too hard or entertaining themselves too long …
My Neck as a Pleasure Palace
The neck is a busy body part. In the front it contains vessels for speech, eating, blood, and breath. In the back it houses the spinal cord which beams brain signals to the heart and the rest of the…
The Fire in My Belly
I am standing up and breathing deeply into my belly, letting all cares and worries go. Just below my diaphragm is my abdomen, the center of gravity for me and, according to Hindu and Buddhist yogic …
Sitting Too Much Is the New Smoking
We have read that sitting is the new smoking and when we sit all day hunched over our computers, we are doing irreparable damage to our precious bodies. In this article by Caroline Dowd-Higgins, she…
My Unruly Bushy Eyebrows
Those who spend their time studying the body and human nature tell us that eyebrows are one of the most distinctive features of our appearance. No wonder so many women spend time plucking or pencili…
Comfort Clothes
Every fall and many winter days I go outside in my Western Stockman Outback Duster for another adventure in the wild city of Manhattan. I got the coat 20 years ago during a visit to Australia, havin…
My Wondrous Wrists
Today I want to bring my attention to my wrists which like my toes have not received the accolades they deserve. They had an important role in my childhood and youth when I played baseball, helping …
My Skin
My skin is quite an astonishing organ performing a wide variety of services for me. Among them are serving as a selectively permeable sheaf for the body, protecting me from certain attacks, regulati…
Catholicism and Child's Play
by Megan Kelleher
My first memory of my Catholic faith was not an out-of-body experience, an ethereal dream of God, or a sacred conversation with the Lord. My first memory of faith was Easter Su…