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It's Amazing, Isn't It?

Stop and think about it, just for a minute, yes this minute, Exhale first, then fill your lungs with air, then take another breath. It's amazing,

May 31, 2026 · 1 min read

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Our Sangha and the Blue Moon

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

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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

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I Went to the Rock

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

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Saturday Morning

I have to laugh! I spent the good part of the first hour of my day thinking about getting out of bed before doing so. The

May 2, 2026 · 2 min read
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A Mind Aligned

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

April 29, 2026 · 1 min read
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Perplexing Perspective

In the brightness of the city's night, one can't see the stars faint light. Now that you are gone, I am able

March 19, 2026 · 1 min read
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aaahh-chooo

Billows of Cumulus like clouds of tissues fill the wicker basket as I contemplate the sneezing coughing winter time blues

March 11, 2026 · 1 min read
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Ode to a Blank Page

The canvas is bare, the images swirl around in my head as if they were caught in a cyclone look close and you can see Dorothy&

March 8, 2026 · 1 min read
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Don't Mind Me

Monkey minds abound matching antics to intent our life story unfolds

February 21, 2026 · 1 min read
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The Remembering

I spend my time in sacred meditation and have reached a new plateau. I've climbed just a portion of the mountain, and as I

February 19, 2026 · 1 min read
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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

December 11, 2025 · 1 min read