Press & Blog

Interpol’s new title track asks what we do with a mirror that weighs a ton. This essay reads it as a spiritual question: is silence the end of feeling or the far side of it? Drawing on my own experience of sitting with a loss I could not go around, and on what I tell my students about shortcuts, it makes the case that the silence you buy and the silence you go through are not the same.

I went back to the woods where Fritz is buried. A European hornet found me first. What happened next is the truest thing my Zen practice has ever asked of me.