True Self
As difficult as threading a needle riding bareback on a bucking horse, is the study of the true owner of my observations. Who does the watching
The transformation begins with a chuckle as Cindy explains the subject of the day's sit. Discomfort in a cardigan at the edge of boredom and tranquility.
Begin readingAs difficult as threading a needle riding bareback on a bucking horse, is the study of the true owner of my observations. Who does the watching
The crack of thunder, a frenzied dance of branches, safe inside a broken heart. Unsettled, nothing is as it was. Not that the past was a
Samādhi I: Tending Gardens Centered on the middle way, wobbling in tree pose, hands at heart center, the noise ebbs as the quiet mind sets an
The Path Pause to Be Present is a wonderful organization that brings like-minded people together in community — to listen, sit in meditation, and expand and
Monkey minds abound matching antics to intent our life story unfolds
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? The infinite possibilities of the day. Anything and everything imaginable and even those things that aren't could happen at any
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
The fear of future failures fans the flames of fantasy. Only deep inward breaths, and slow outward ones, can bring me back to the comfort of
1 The leaves are falling, Yesterday's dew, white frosting, The heart longs to share. 2 I sit cross legged, savoring deep cleansing breaths, eyes
It’s morning. The radiators are making their gentle symphony for the first time this fall. The day will be filled with writing, learning my piece
One piece resurfaced from the archive each week. Free, ad-free, and entirely human.