Every Day Zen
Energy, or lack thereof. Routine broken open, its rigidity in pieces. A fall from the teeter totter into full-face awareness. Splat. I always wrote my way through lows--blog posts, other essays, and sometimes journal entries. Then, no writing, just words. My time as a writer seemed over. Splat. I turned to jigsaw puzzles and online... Continue Reading →
Today’s #LongerView sits in a storm with “Inside Hopelessness is a Bit of Badass.” Now that I’m through that storm, I am writing again. As I say in the post, each body needs its rest. Speaking of, here is the swinging bench. Please have a seat and take a few moments for yourself. 'Tis the... Continue Reading →
These days, the #DailyDose is less and less a blog post. It is book building, some of whose rooms I know too well and others not enough. There is not yet a blueprint. There are rooms locked and bolted--some even padlocked with a chain. As of yet, I don’t have the tools to open them.... Continue Reading →
Ah, up to my neck in alligators. The morning's first meditative thought, familiar and friendly. Tricky though--thoughts--learning to look and not touch or risk getting swept up in ego’s infinite loop. Awareness can be exhausting, and when I feel the alligators, I know I must sit with my energy. I’ve separated my yin from yang. Being... Continue Reading →
This morning, I read a writer who found autoimmune disease or it found her, the war that never ends. The immune system fights the body’s battles until one day it no longer knows who the enemy is so everything becomes the enemy. It’s difficult not to appreciate that sentiment. Some battles rage so long everyone... Continue Reading →
“Be the different one.” The incomparable Seth Godin recently shared a story about Leonard Nimoy and Gene Roddenberry during the early days of Star Trek. The issue was Spock’s reaction to a certain scene. Roddenberry told him ”be the different one.” And Spock was born. Different mindset, the one apart, letting the familiar fall away... Continue Reading →
The hours in-between, when no light separates night from day, when both are morning, when both are one. These are the restless hours, so suited to illusion. Their magic lies in that they are neither dark nor light. Just when I believe I see one thing, something else is revealed. The more aware I am,... Continue Reading →
Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy. (Ralph Waldo Emerson) I found this quotation in my morning email. After yesterday’s post regarding my experience at the neurosurgeon’s office, I appreciate the coincidence or is it synchronicity? And here’s a bit more, I think. The working title of one... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, I saw a Byron Katie meme that said, “I am a woman with no future.” There was a time I knew myself as such but of late, I am caught up in the way of the world rather than the way I work. I know they are not mutually exclusive but I have lost... Continue Reading →
On those days when my energy is prone to spikes and subsequent lows, I return to this image, “The Road Awaits.” I pause, knowing I will walk through the rest of my day but in this moment, I await an evenness of mind. Margaret Atwood wrote that “a word after a word after a word... Continue Reading →
Aim For Even: The Daily Dose 