the path
I asked my guide, “how do I stay on my path?” After a slight pause and with just the slightest tilt of his head, he answered: “Stay on the path.” Share This:
I asked my guide, “how do I stay on my path?” After a slight pause and with just the slightest tilt of his head, he answered: “Stay on the path.” Share This:
is that time passes whether you are paying attention or not whether you are mindful or not whether you are happy or sad, joyful or fitful life, busy, logistics, and suddenly the weather shifts, the oppressive humidity lessens and I noticed that the sumac is starting to change color. so, yes, this. this life. this… Read More
Attended my first Kirtan concert saturday night, wide open, glowy with nearly palpable love in the air, I moved to the back of the room (staging to go), and was hit by a wave of negative energy from a woman who suddenly came close. It felt like an assault, I don’t know how else to… Read More
I have this story I tell myself about not being someone who easily leaves the ground. On Friday, and on a complete whim, I jumped up onto a cement bench two footed and certain of failure. And as I landed heavily on top I could not have been more startled than if I had taken… Read More
In bed, wrapped under not-so-baby Della, there is a complex play of comfort and discomfort. Today in my early morning wakings I played with making conscious the toggle between the two and found my appreciation of the delicious comfort to be totally heightened just by allowing it its own attention. Share This:
I envision a spiral one I can trace with my finger, one with topography, curves and swells and switchbacks I imagine my own travel along, away, back… revisiting from a place not quite where I was, not quite a return, always informed by my journey outward, inward, and all that I’ve encountered I feel closer… Read More
10 years ago and the memory is both sharp and muddled I have a story my self tells myself. the moon was near full, but the day was rainy and it was years before I was ok on sundays or mondays or on nights with a big moon. I could not even look at it.… Read More
the new moon now signals something to me, a time to breathe in and begin. it is a time of planting. I have a moon phase app on my phone (which is a sentence that would have made no sense to anyone not too many years ago) and yesterday I watched the waning in a… Read More
to the 11 amazing women who joined me today in our everyday mindfulness workshop, I thank you, truly, from the whole of my heart. What a joy. I feel truly honored and blessed. The best kind of tired. The kind that with every exhalation there is a quiet but deeply felt Yes. Share This:
feeling tonight as if I am opening to something driven more by curiosity than panic and not quite “driven” so much as inspired, I guess, inspired (quietly), motivated, all such big words it is more like allowing, a giving way, a giving into, a giving over… a yes, here, this Share This: