The Grace in Gathering, 3.26.25
The last picture we have of everyone in our family together. June 2015 Recently, I started reading The Art of Gathering by Priya Parker because, to be honest, hosting stresses me out. When I taught yoga in my home, it was a bit easier—everyone was there with a shared purpose. But I still worried about anyone not feeling at home and not having the experience they expected. Family and friend gatherings are a whole other ball of wax. I find myself overthinking everything and sometimes just decide not to do it at all. I didn’t inherit the “Super Hostess” gene from my mom (who is one of the best!). The only gatherings where I truly feel at ease are with close family, but mostly my kids and grandkids. I know them, they know me, and there’s no awkward tension to navigate. With all the changes in our family over the years, I’ve become hyper-aware of the dynamics in a room. When people other than our usual brood are included in the mix, my brain immediately jumps to worst-case (and oft...