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Providence
On January 10th I delivered my grandmother’s eulogy. Six days later my godfather passed away. And hours after battling some nightmare combination of food poisoning, exhaustion and flu, I lost my voice. What did I say? What did I leave out? She reminded me…when you moved away it got hard to hear you. But then…Read more Providence
O
O God O Him Offered the death of innocence Elohim Out of obedience Buried in the silence of shame Lived in the tomb of this body for years O God O Him Taken again behind the altar O God O Him Felled in pools Of tears, blood, vomit, piss When lying Was no longer an…Read more O
Soundbathing
There’s no need to eat pills, powders or plants if you want to hear colors, see sounds or just remember where we come from. (Hint: We’re Love and stardust.) I discovered this in tenth grade after replacing weed with astral projection. Meditation was free and the side effects ranged from decreased tension to lucid vacations…Read more Soundbathing
Wings
On our way there, we pulled over to take a picture of the profusion of wildflowers. Bordering on obscene, they sprung from the earth, tickling the belly of the sky which hung bright, blue and heavy over acres of untamed fields. While some flowers are edible; red clover, chocolate daisies, dandelions, this feast satisfied a…Read more Wings
Dharma Snacks
My therapist said I looked like Carole King today. (Therapists have therapists.) Now I can’t stop singing, ‘I wanna be home again and feeling right.’ Is enlightenment ‘home’? Are we ‘home’ if we rent? Is home a person, place or thing? Listened to part of a dharma talk this morning on Right Desire...repressed wants and…Read more Dharma Snacks
Ziji
Ziji: Buddhist concept of the shining light of divine radiance The building was a layer cake of sheer chaos, divided by shattered windows, narrow stairwells and screaming. You won't find anything sweet like frosting here. She pulled me into the mailroom with desperate urgency which I can't stand first thing in the morning. It was…Read more Ziji
Mental Alchemy
"You might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better."- Yann Martel, Life of Pi Once upon a time, our thoughts were made of crap and hay. Hey. Hey. Hey! Now they're solid gold. Ta da! It's not that our grief is…Read more Mental Alchemy
Friends-Giving
Yesterday's live Zoom event was my kind of friends-giving; a gathering of wise hearts nourishing each other by sharing ways to stay well. Thanks to all who joined and contributed to a lively discussion with a very special thanks to Michelle for her invitation to co-host this event. Here's a summary of what we discovered…Read more Friends-Giving
Locus of Control
Trust the ultimate trust fund-Colossians 3:23 My body's a twisted wreck. I couldn't stop the urge to cry when she jabbed her thumb into the protruding discs in my neck. It was the muscle spasms that finally forced my tingling fingers to hit call and make the appointment. Shoulders don't belong under your ears but…Read more Locus of Control
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