“Why I Read the Bhagavad Gita” by Katie Consamus
The Huffington Post calls her “The Sunshine Goddess,” But I just call her Anne-Margaret And she is the reason I read the Bhagavad Gita. She told me once that her job as a yoga teacher…
Your Multitudes Don’t Freak Me Out
You told me everything Bella Levenshteyn So I’ll tell you: I am full of wonder Love and gratitude For your multitudinous yous Your charming you Your depraved you You back against the wall you Your…
Bhagavad Gita Reading Group: The Way of Love
Chapter 12 Monday 26 August 6312 W. Park Avenue 6:30-8:00 p.m. Meditation 20 m. Recitation Chapter 12 5 m. Reflections Eknath Easwaran’s commentary on chapter 12: “Every time we withdraw our desires from some self-centered…
On Writing with You
Dear Bella Levenshteyn As I continue going through my basement piles and stacks I came across the following Which fell out of a file I hadn’t looked through In many years Seems even back in…
How To Replace Your Smart Phone
One morning at Café Osage She told me all about it How she had been so enthralled Totally mesmerized by her Smart Phone It was her life-line Her axis mundi It increased her efficiency It…
For Courtney Barrett
I wrote this a long time ago … From the tears on my cheek It feels like two minutes ago…. First memory: It’s late 1998, I’m sitting outside at McGee’s, a local bar, with…
Marvelous Error!
for all dear friends who are returning, all dear friends who are leaving, and all dear friends who are staying … Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt—marvelous error!— that a spring was…
Just Another Night at Café Illunination
After the talk on Operation Cast Lead Carla Nguyen and I headed over to Café Illumination Where we began processing what we heard We sat outside as it was a balmy night Odd how calm…
A Response to Dear Layla Welcome to Palestine
I received this generous message recently from Sarah Nash, who is a sophomore at SLU. Mark, I’m not even sure where to begin this email! I guess I could start with a huge THANK YOU….
Tasha and The Book of Mev
I count it as a blessing to have reconnected with Tasha Morris, who took a Social Justice class with me in spring 2007. Now finishing her Master’s in Nursing, Tasha sent me the following reflection…