Every Day Zen
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than 10,000 tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, of unspeakable love. (Washington Irving) I am reminded of the Tao— “both named and nameless”— eloquent and mysterious in its reverence for... Continue Reading →
These last few days I have been seeking joy, as if it were a limited experience, a one-time offering. I’ve given it all kinds of attention without opening myself to the actual experience. Why is that? Truly, because I am unable to imagine joy. I am facing a moment of loss; I want to hold... Continue Reading →
For me, enlightenment is not a human experience. Beyond being human, enlightenment seems more than possible, likely even, but I don’t always live in the light. It has only been in the dark that I have found light, albeit in slivers but enough for me to see. In yesterday’s post, I used the phrase “sit silence.” And... Continue Reading →
Aim For Even: The Daily Dose 