Every Day Zen
Calm mind eludes when meditation and yoga cannot permeate the chaos. My mind swirls, unable to still. In response, my body’s signals are mixed. Thoughts dominate, as if they were judgments needing only a signature to become law. The challenge is not to let any of these judgments reach their goal--becoming an executive order, destroying... Continue Reading →
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 →
In hindsight, clarity is without parallel, especially when unmasking old behaviors. I used to label each occurrence but chronic illness, Zen master that it is, taught me to downsize. I am no longer caught up in specificity--each drama is a variation on the same old theme--I am either avoiding pain by denying a story or... Continue Reading →
Aim For Even: The Daily Dose 