When I think back to my first sits four years ago when following my breath felt akin to watching my mind play pinball with every entry in the Encyclopedia Britannica, I marvel at the menu of meditation practices that I now choose from with avid curiosity.
The unbelievable lightness of being
March 25, 2012 By | 12 CommentsFor months I had been in a state of dis-ease with my Buddhist practice, wondering where my beliefs fit into my life and what I held as dear.
Time to move
March 5, 2012 By | 8 CommentsThere’s an enlivened charge for me these days around words. It could be my heightened sense of their proximity and my renewed vows towards my writing. Or maybe it’s the quaking of something that has wanted to emerge for a dozen lifetimes.
Love the one you’re with
February 13, 2012 By | 9 CommentsI sank into the massage table, every cell of me ready to be pummeled and coaxed into relaxation. Since this was my first visit to Russell I made sure to tell him I like a very deep massage. Placing his hands on my back, he said he knew why I liked it rough: my body felt like petrified wood.
Oh, that can’t be good.
Coasting towards Samadhi
August 30, 2011 By | 6 CommentsI was this close to nibbana. Really, I was. This past weekend I had the blissed out experience of being on retreat. I sat and walked and ate with mindful awareness on my breath and the arisings and fallings within me. Ven. Bhikkhu Sona, the abbott of Birken Forest Monastery near Kamloops, BC, came down […]
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