This conversation unfolded at the On Being Gathering, at the 1440 Multiversity, in Scotts Valley, California. Tippett: I’m Krista Tippett, and this is On Being. The world is big and wide and wild and wonderful and wicked, and our lives are murky, magnificent, malleable, and full of meaning. Let’s claw ourselves out from the graves we’ve dug. Let us listen to the sounds of our own voices, of our own names, of our own fears. Let us listen to the sound of breath in our bodies. Pádraig Ó Tuama: “So let us pick up the stones over which we stumble, friends, and build altars. Pádraig and Marilyn’s offerings are beyond wise, and distinctly tender and powerful for this “now.” What astonishes me in listening back is how this entire conversation becomes a reminder that the ruptures and unease and reckonings of what we call “this moment” - and I’m as guilty as anyone of overusing that phrase - all of it was before us before the pandemic. It was a deep pleasure and a balm to sit with them together, and you’ll feel that. They have both been quiet, vivid inspirations and teachers, to me and to many - Pádraig bringing social healing, poetry, and theology together Marilyn, a lyrical excavator of stories that would rather stay hidden, yet as she coaxes them into the light, they lead us to new life. Krista Tippett, host: Where to turn, to find my place of standing, when it feels like the world is on fire? This question surfaced in a public conversation I had just a couple of years ago with two poet/contemplatives, Pádraig Ó Tuama and Marilyn Nelson.
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