To begin by doing no harm. An idea so stunning it stops me in my tracks--every day. On some, it paralyzes but not on this day. Having just finished meditation and yoga, I am in the kitchen, chopping vegetables--kale, carrots, mushrooms--for my weekly pot of soup with pinto beans. It’s a simple fare, full of... Continue Reading →
In Relationship with Solitude
I was once told that no one valued solitude as much as I. Nothing in my response was helpful for in Zen one does not explain, one experiences. That said, whenever I am questioned about my love of solitude, it is May Sarton’s words that return to me: “Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude... Continue Reading →
Looking Through Relationship
Ours is to co-exist with everything else, even with the insect in the room. There are times I escort bugs and insects to the world outside our windowpane. Perhaps, some return or it is a look-alike bug or insect. Nonetheless, I return them to the other side of the pane. Theirs is a fragile world,... Continue Reading →