Awash. That word resonates for me in such a profound way, especially in these times of the pandemic.
Sight lines
February 8, 2015 By | Leave a CommentBoth gentle and bombastic purveyors of the worldly visited my cushion and walking paths of practice. Welcoming everything, this being enjoined with mindfulness, concentration and wisdom, and they became my three sisters of compassion.
Slip Sliding Away
November 2, 2014 By | 6 CommentsSettling into the retreat, the hours crossed a panorama of arisings and passings that brought with them gifts of sightings and subtle awakenings to how it all could be.
An Extra Ordinary Retreat
April 21, 2014 By | 6 CommentsTo be walking in meditation with mindful curiosity and encounter diamonds glittering on a sea of green was a moment of exquisite awe. Those seconds that followed where my mind organized the raindrops perched on leaves and blades of grass shifted the presence and separated me from the connection with all that had just arisen.
I think I am…
December 8, 2013 By | 12 CommentsIt isn’t that I think therefore I am. A more apt summation of our human condition is I think I am, therefore I think I have form and sensations, perceptions, mental formations and consciousness, in sum the Five Aggregates of Buddhism.
Practice, practice, practice
June 2, 2013 By | 9 CommentsI’ve been finding that my meditation practice of late has been wanting, a lot. Wanting more focus, more effort, more stick-to-itiveness, more walk of the talk.
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Nibbana…
April 14, 2013 By | 4 CommentsFun. I don’t know if I was more puzzled by the word or the way I reacted to it, much like a ball hitting your chest and not knowing quite how to catch it.
The Joy of Sick
March 17, 2013 By | 14 Comments“A sacred illness is one that educates us and alters us from the inside out…” ~ Deena Metzger Late last Wednesday evening, I rolled my wee suitcase and my tired body up and down the glistening wet sidewalks of my city’s streets, making my way home. I had just finished a 10-hour van-bus-ferry-bus ride from Birken Forest […]
Leonard Cohen, I’ve got to be goin’…
January 20, 2013 By | 2 CommentsIt was an old tape, a looping pattern of longing, whispering not so softly in my ear that I needed to experience Leonard Cohen in person before one of us died.
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