MotherJana

Water is my wine. The earth is my body.

spirituality and faith

Awake or Asleep?

I’ve always had so many questions. When I was in first grade in a city Catholic school, for instance, and a nun started teaching us about Adam and Eve, I raised my hand and asked how all the people in the world could possibly be made from just two people. Especially if incest was wrong. (Though I doubt that’s how I phrased it.) The nun told me to go back […]

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Trusting Again

What do you do when someone is not who you thought they were? How can you ever trust another person again, or trust yourself? Years ago, I had a spiritual job I loved, something I felt called to do. It inspired and enlivened me, gave me a sense of passion and purpose I had never had before. But then the man who gave me the job, who was also my […]

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Listening to Yourself

A few years ago, when I was getting on the subway to go to work, I had a consistent vision of my purse being lifted off my shoulder. I didn’t know what it meant, or why I seeing it. Was I going to be robbed? I wondered. But it kept coming back, day after day, right at the same time. A word here about the word “vision.” When I say […]

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The Exact Right Place to Be

I had a friend once who told me about her mishaps in dating. Her husband died and she’d been raising her daughter for years on her own. Every once in a while, she’d go out on a date, for practice, she said. Sometimes she’d get involved in a relationship. But after the first two relationships ended badly, she decided she was going to swear off men altogether. “I just refuse […]

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Following the Rules

I have a memory of being a child, driving back from vacation at the beach with my mom and stepdad, and the car breaking down. They worked together to push it out of the road and then we sat on a patch of grass in the hot August sun, waiting. “What are we going to do now?” I had asked. The answer: “We don’t know.” That was scary for me. […]

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This Is Really Happening

The other night I was reading my daughter one of our favorite children’s books by Mo Willems, “Edwina, the Dinosaur Who Didn’t Know She Was Extinct.” The story is not so much about Edwina the dinosaur as it is about Reginald Von Hoobie Doobie, the elementary school hero who sets out to prove everybody wrong about the existence of the friendly neighborhood dinosaur. Dinosaurs can’t exist, he tells his teacher […]

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Holding on

For so long, my yoga training taught me about surrendering, letting go. When I lost a job I loved, I decided it was a chance to practice letting go, that I had to accept things that were beyond my control. But the lesson I’ve had to learn recently is not about letting go—it’s about when to hold on. My three-year-old daughter recently fell off the swings at the playground next […]

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