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…

Recovery

Flu. I feel so vulnerable during and just after illness, as though my will has failed in a small way, just to show me nothing is in my control…

Lifeshocks

So I’m reading a book. Actually, since last writing about books here, I’ve gone through around twenty, but the book I’m reading now (in hardcover no less) seems fitting for this blog. Especially, it seems fitting because I’m not sure many people will hear about it for a while, and I think the concept is…

Justice

On a night like tonight I ask a question close to, “Does calling it karma make it easier to bear?” ‘It’ being my self, I think. I’m taking legal 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…

The Singing Gecko, a Story – Part 1

What I’m about to share took place more than ten years ago. So much has happened since then! But, it is a whimsical little story, about a pivot point in spiritual exploration that holds a sweet spot in my heart.      Curtain opens to a typical therapist’s office. Lots of books, comfy sofa with…

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 sense…

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 the…

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 the…

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. I…

body world

  Coming out from a pleasant nap… the last fifteen minutes an interesting spontaneous meditation about ‘world’ and ‘body’, and how I often function as though body is in a separate world from mind, even while not believing that.