Michael Pollan

Why it’s good to be bored.

In October, 2015, Hunt Priest, then a minister at Emmanuel Episcopal Church on Mercer Island, in Washington State, was flipping through The Christian Century, a progressive Protestant magazine, when an advertisement caught his eye: “Seeking Clergy to Take…

Every garden tells a story, a tale about nature written by our species and starring an obliging cast of plants.

After a half century spent waging war on drugs, Americans seem ready to sue for peace.

The first teachable moment of the pandemic, for me, had to do with the supply chain.

“Only when the tide goes out,” Warren Buffett observed, “do you discover who’s been swimming naked.”

Coffeeland: One Man’s Dark Empire and the Making of Our Favorite Drug by Augustine Sedgewick Penguin Press Four hundred years ago, Coffea arabica, a tropical shrub bearing glossy green leaves and bright-red berries, was virtually unknown outside of the Ar…

My position on the recent initiatives to change the legal status of psilocybin in various jurisdictions is somewhat nuanced and perhaps for that reason has been misrepresented in several press accounts.

Only a few days ago, millions of Americans probably had never heard of psilocybin, the active agent in psychedelic mushrooms, but thanks to Denver, it is about to get its moment in the political sun.

My first psilocybin journey began around an altar in the middle of a second-story loft in a suburb of a small city on the Eastern Seaboard.

To anyone who lived through the 1960s, the proposition that psychedelic drugs might have a positive contribution to make to our mental health must sound absurd.

If the recent election had an upside, it’s this: It demonstrated that the good food movement is real.