Each week that has come and gone since that decision has solicited the same quandary: “What is calling me to write today?” The answer has been an unsettling silence.
Much ado about nothing
July 21, 2013 By | 2 Comments
Sitting down to write today, I found nothing that pressing, both inside and out. With all the catch up work finally caught up, this Sunday lapsed into a state of busy nothingness.
Some like it hot
May 5, 2013 By | 2 Comments
Today was summer. I put on sandals for the first time in eight months. I basked in the joy of sitting outside with a friend, sipping our coffees and our conversation without wind and rain and wool escarpments hindering our access to each other’s presence. All that said, I must admit to what might seem like a treasonous leaning on such a magnificent day. I miss winter.
Why write?
January 6, 2013 By | 8 Comments
Sharing my words with the big, luminous planet there’s an intimacy and a threshold that I cross over each time I hit that “Publish” button.
Happy Bodhisattva Jesus’s Birthday!
December 24, 2012 By | 4 Comments
Since becoming a Buddhist many of the attachments and traditions that I thought defined me have been slipping away. Christmas is not yet one of them.
The unbelievable lightness of being
March 25, 2012 By | 12 Comments
For 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.
Maybe…
September 2, 2011 By | 1 Comment
At last weekend’s meditation retreat with Ven. Bhikkhu Sona he told us about a nun in residence at Birken Forest Monastery. Her name is Sister Mon, but he calls Sister Maybe. If Ajahn Sona says “See you tomorrow” or “Have a good day” Sister Mon’s reply is always “Maybe.” Impermanence, or anicca, along with dukkha […]
Lost and found
June 14, 2011 By | 1 Comment
Harkening back to my Catholic days and the dark mystery of the confessional, let me begin by saying it’s been over two weeks since my last post. Here is my confession. I didn’t know what to write. Nothing was really calling. Nothing seemed up in the way things can gnaw in your craw. Great word […]
Who am “I”?
May 29, 2011 By | 8 Comments
I lost my wallet. Yep. It happened last week on my way either to or from my friend Barbara’s house. When I discovered it was gone that evening just a short time after I got home, first there was the “hmm, it must be here somewhere” feeling as I groped through bags, emptied my purse, […]
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