Back to the Garden
The world was a buttoned up place in the late fifties and early sixties. Fathers went to work in uniforms depending on their professions. Plumbers in
Valentine’s Day
I will never know a love like this again. It was a few days before Valentine's Day in 1974 that we met for the second time.
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Meditation at Dusk
Sky and mountains frame, the setting of a fiery orb. Chanting now eyes close. I blink eyes open, a full moon lights the garden, I cheer
You Feel It Too?
You feel it too? The infinite possibilities of the day. Anything and everything imaginable and even those things that aren't could happen at any
Crossroads
I stand at the cross roads of lightning and thunder, that sacred space that we call life, those few seconds in-between the grandeur of the
Smiling Buddha
Con Sistere (To stand with) At the beginning, she asks us to set an intention. Most days I say to myself: Consistency. Thinking it meant repetition.
Alpha and Omega - The Clouds In My Tea
I gathered with souls in quiet pursuit of the peace and serenity found in the sitting. In this room by the river She asked us not
AI
Out of the ether with bits and bytes piled sky high, maybe even to the moon and back, let's say to Mars if Elon
A Meditation on Joy-The Brahmavihāras
Finding joy or finding sorrow, my heart fills with its essence. Finding another with good fortune, my heart entangles with theirs. Finding another in despair, the
Friendship
We met as four strangers huddled under the same awning in a hailstorm, at the most vulnerable moment in our lives. We clung to each other
Bagels & Blind Spots
As I grow older there are blind spots and blank spots. Blind spots in the navigation of a world that grows unfamiliar, and blank spots where
No One to Blame
I am smiling these days— no one to blame but myself. This life I have led, and the one I am living, both satisfy, like a