Jean Piaget, the great child psychologist— or, as he preferred to call himself, “genetic epistemologist”— tells a wonderful story about two little boys. (He doesn’t say so, but I expect that they were his own children.) One night when the moon was full, the older, who was about four, led his younger brother into the … Continue reading Placebo
Crepes of Wrath
I recently read an account of a clinical professor of psychiatry trying to settle an argument between his teenage son and nine-year old daughter. Daniel Siegel, in his book Mindsight, gave the chapter the excellent title, Crepes of Wrath, since his children happened to be fighting over a crepe. By the end of the account, … Continue reading Crepes of Wrath
I cannot be busy and pray
I know it takes time to develop a life of prayer: set-aside, disciplined, deliberate time. It isn’t accomplished on the run, nor by offering prayers from a pulpit or at a hospital bedside. I know I can’t be busy and pray at the same time. I can be active and pray; I can work and … Continue reading I cannot be busy and pray
