There was an owl that was a constant sight on my daily walks of the summer. I would spot him sitting still and silent, a graven image of my misplaced idolatry.
Slip Sliding Away
November 2, 2014 By | 6 Comments
Settling 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.
Unbecoming
September 1, 2014 By | 8 Comments
Are we so different from the stars? A poem for now and the big bang waiting inside all of us.
The Agony of Defeat
February 23, 2014 By | 5 Comments
We as a society honor our victors, the winners, the ones who beat our agreed upon opponent, our enemy. Yet at what cost do our celebrations over the loss of another aid in our consciousness, our minds and our hearts?
I think I am…
December 8, 2013 By | 12 Comments
It 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.
Somebody that I used to know
November 4, 2012 By | 6 Comments
Since I started down the Buddhist path I’ve seen pieces of me change and morph into new semblances of what I define as this being called Tess.
All by my Self
July 1, 2012 By | 1 Comment
A few nights ago a friend and I enjoyed the teasing bent of one of this summer’s rare warm evenings. We sat outside with our brews and pub fare listening to jazz riffs improvise with the solo notes of the waterside breeze and talked about relationships, work, soulful matters and solitude.
Is there any I out there?
May 20, 2012 By | 4 Comments
As a writer my I is fixated on birthing pithy lines of prose and then killing all my little darlings, watching words emerge as perfect butterflies from ethereal cocoons only to pluck the wings from their temporal bodies in search of deeper meanings.
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.
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