Every Day Zen
This Sunday’s #LongerView, “Sail More, Land Less,” is about finding relevance in 1865 among a group of pirates. It’s been easier for me to reside there these days. Of course, it is not mine to stay in the land of fiction, for then I would become something I am not, a pirate. I am just... Continue Reading →
Chasing after the world brings chaos Allowing it all to come to me brings peace. Zen Gatha* I tire of the chase. My dreams are fraught with places of peace past--roadhouses--where like Blake, I see a world in a grain of sand. I don’t know how else to allow the world. I really don’t. So,... Continue Reading →
He is the master of the brand, crafting content for effect. Any way the wind blows he is its head, always a storm. Illusion requires only the constant misdirect of attention, a momentary flash so bright that everything else pales. It’s a spotlight confined to a carefully crafted scene. It feels as if we are... Continue Reading →
I used to be good with detail(s), and I’m still not bad, but now my associations are fluid, my memory free-ranging, the history I lived blended. I can think RFK and write or say JFK. And that is what I did in commenting on a thoughtful blog post regarding the 50thanniversary of RFK’s death. The... Continue Reading →
“There’s just so much wrong with you” a rheumatologist once told me. Finally, I thought, we are getting somewhere. Yes, we were. He dropped me as a patient. And it was freeing, at first, believing nothing could be done when there is just so much wrong. Some aspects of my health--diet and lifestyle--improved, but what... Continue Reading →
Fewer things I like better than metaphors, turning them inside out and upside down to discover what lies in the mix. In all of its intelligence, my Mac dictation finds contradictions nearly impossible, or perhaps it is my writing of them. I give my Artificial Intelligence (AI) pause, and sometimes, a pause turns into a... Continue Reading →
So often I fall into the obvious--the stuff hidden in plain sight--all the while wondering at the impermanence of life. As Geneen Marie Hauge put it, “how do we hold both the magnificence and tragedy of the world?” Every day equanimity is exhausting, evening out our emotions rather than riding a daily roller coaster. At... Continue Reading →
Change always finds me, like a promise long left empty. Its arrival usually takes my breath away. Maybe all I am describing is the unexpected but still…. This year, the warm and fuzzy of Christmas dropped in larger-than-life--the hope in hopelessness, the extraordinary in the ordinary. It was not one remarkable moment but every moment.... Continue Reading →
Is anything real anymore? Asking for a friend . 😉 And in so doing, another friend comes to mind. Well, three mainly--no, four actually--on Halloween night, 1964. Dad helps me become a pirate, particularly impressive is the way he ties the scarf around my head. I doubt I told him that but I’ve always remembered... Continue Reading →
And what is a bodhisattva, anyway? I can tell you of my practice thus far. It is sitting in the slough of despond, not fearless but vulnerable, choosing compassion in chaos, accepting the uncertain. So yes, my life is messy but it is not dull. Time and again, I find light in failure, sometimes only... Continue Reading →
Aim For Even: The Daily Dose 