Today’s #LongerView is “How Not to Become a Zen Master.” My neighbor, Grace, is a woman of few words because that’s all she needs. She’s an inspiration at 90 but I suspect this has been true all her life. Take a seat on the swinging bench to read of grace, gratitude, and why reading the... Continue Reading →
Love’s Heady Aroma
As the Thanksgiving weekend approaches, take a moment to rest on the swinging bench. I'll make it worth your while. It's just a short offering I have for you, "Feast For Three." You've met Cooper and EmmaRose before so I shared our best Thanksgiving ever, 2012. Love always, KM Aim for Even posts offer equanimity... Continue Reading →
Still Growing–Somehow
I had a lovely day of thanks giving yesterday with a small but sincere gathering of open hearts. Threads of conversation--any tendril available to anyone at any time--an undulating web of compassion. If it sounds lively, it was; that in it itself was a banquet. And we were mindful of it. Our gratitude perhaps best... Continue Reading →
In the Giving of Thanks
The aroma of life is a heady one, the stuff of banquets. We need not starve ourselves with conditions, certain ways to partake. Why save it all up for a Thanksgiving dinner eaten off plates used once a year? Is the every day celebration of being alive not enough? What has more worth? The... Continue Reading →
Turning Down a Day of Chase with Gratitude
I woke up weary. It happens. If I’m not mindful, the day will get lost in “if only”--escape scenarios--unsettled energy, swirling first in one direction then another, a day of chase. I am reminded of Pema Chodron’s observation regarding Buddhist teachings: they keep telling us we “don’t have a lot of time to waste.” That... Continue Reading →