Abigail Rosenthal·Oct 6A Subtle EarthquakeIn yesterday morning’s meditation, the message that came through was unprecedented. It was a large image of me, lying flat on my back…
Abigail Rosenthal·Sep 15The Ins and Outs of SexToday I’m getting back to The Philosophy of Sex, the collection of essays we’ve visited before. It’s the volume where philosophers wade hip…
Abigail Rosenthal·Jun 23Dreams about Real LifeThe night before we left for California, I had what may be the strangest dream I ever dreamed: I was in a passenger plane — flying who…
Abigail Rosenthal·Jun 2Traumatic Memories: Past and FutureI used to take pride in my excellent memory. But sadly, it got somewhat less excellent after my first marriage. Perhaps my psyche decided…
Abigail Rosenthal·May 26The Lot of WomenA line comes to mind that I first heard spoken in the alabaster French of the Comédie-Française, many years ago in the Paris of my youth:
Abigail Rosenthal·May 19A Quarrel That MatteredIt was Jean-Paul Sartre who wrote, “A quarrel does not matter.” He was writing about a friend with whom he had broken. I believe it was…
Abigail Rosenthal·May 5Women Who Want To Kill ThemselvesSome years ago, when I was still working full time as a philosophy professor, I got a late-afternoon call from E.S. He was a senior…
Abigail Rosenthal·Mar 31How Odd, of GodIt happened one time that philosopher Elizabeth Anscombe said to her friend Ludwig Wittgenstein (the philosopher whose Philosophical…
