Every Day Zen
Out of one experience another emerges, ephemeral but never-ending. These are the days of our lives. Try as we may, we cannot hold them yet we must stand in each if we are to receive what each day offers, a sip of grace. It is a daily dose, “the taste of pure water; you can... Continue Reading →
Every day is a blank slate, if we greet it empty of the experience of yesterday. Some time ago, I purchased a blank slate—chalkboard—as a visual, tactile reminder. It matters not whether I note an experience in chalk dust. It is the image that frames my daily dose. My day is not a chalkboard checklist;... Continue Reading →
