Every Day Zen
It’s #MemorialDayWeekend and the #LongerView is in search of the American identity and asks the question, “Are We Americans?” As usual, all questions and no answers. After all, it’s the questions that are always to hand. Take a seat on the swinging bench and think about America for a moment, please. We know we have... Continue Reading →
Tonglen. To breathe in the way of the world, as it is, and release in its stead, compassion. Why bother? I ask this question frequently, often in despair, clinging to my equanimity. Time was when I would wander to Waverly Park to walk pond’s edge but now I sit at Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche’s pond, one... Continue Reading →
This week’s #LongerView asks “Who Has the Power?” I think the answer is obvious but I sometimes forget that silence has no equal and that change is its own master. Much to consider this week so sit with me on the swinging bench. There is always room for everyone. It’s magical that way.;-) Aim for... Continue Reading →
I write about Tonglen practice quite frequently. It is so illustrative of the beauty of the act of giving, opening ourselves to the chaos of the world and responding with the gift of compassion, whatever form that may mean. The compassionate response is open to all the possibilities of the existing moment, no matter how... Continue Reading →
What else might this mean? The question offers the option of stepping back from a tense moment— when emotions are running high— of pulling back from our initial reaction to consider the situation in a broader scope. It is a moment of growth. I do my best to remember this practice but it is so... Continue Reading →
When I began the #DailyDose, I knew there would be days of pause. I decided that a year of posts--365--would be my first benchmark, no matter how many days that might take. Hurricane Hermine was only my first pause. There are more to come, each unique in its own period of time, ever tweaking my perspective. To... Continue Reading →
