The Summer that arrives in Spring

I do love the sudden afternoon rains, especially when occasionally they stretch into hours. The air turns suddenly cool, the edge off the harshness. It feels like permission to breathe, permission not to worry…

Lifeshocks

So I’m reading a book. Actually, since last writing about books here I’ve gone through around twenty, but this one seems fitting for the blog. I’d never heard of Sophie Sabbage before this year, nor her first book about coming to terms with a terminal cancer diagnoses. Not to be flippant but I have alwaysContinue reading “Lifeshocks”

Justice

“Does calling it karma make it easier to bear?” ‘It’ being my self, I think. I’m taking paralegal classes lately, for all sorts of reasons, but mainly because it feels like the right thing at this time, a next logical step. I feel at home, and enjoy playing with various legal scenarios, like taking aContinue reading “Justice”

Singing Gecko, Part 1

What I’m about to share is a whimsical little story about a pivot point in spiritual exploration which holds a sweet spot I’d like to convey. Curtain opens to a typical therapist’s office: wall of books, comfy sofa with a throw nearby, big wooden desk. Me, on that sofa, eyes darting back and forth, tissueContinue reading “Singing Gecko, Part 1”

Disparate Stories

This year, I embarked on an adventure.  Several constant patterns having dissipated,  it felt like time to consider a few new areas of learning — the idea being that with further integration of the practices I’ve been working with for so long, and by letting in further related associations, there would come a better senseContinue reading “Disparate Stories”

unintended

The water lily you see in the photo was taken in the tended portion of an otherwise now stagnant garden that for most of my childhood had bustled with all manner of life.  Bright blue crabs and slippery turtles would scuttle through layers of coral rock beneath the foliage, while peacocks wandered above on theContinue reading “unintended”

Is this even true anymore?

Our minds are complex and amazing; a million times in a row, relinquishing anxieties to trust for a clearer way to emerge, works just fine. But there are matters one whittles away at for such long periods of time that the process moves into the background, becoming automatic, less unexamined. Then, like a withdrawal from theContinue reading “Is this even true anymore?”

Retrospect

At the bookstore cafe’, moving through the line, when the feeling of someone noticing me presents itself. Not looking, but I see – he is dressed far too well for the bookstore. I am disheveled. He lingers, asks about the book I’d purchased … a children’s book, delightful, titled Goodnight Yoga: A Pose-By-Pose Bedtime Story. IContinue reading “Retrospect”