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Sesshin* (Touching the Heart-Mind)
Yesterday, O Joy Whose body is here sitting? What matter that pain?Today, Why are we doing this anyway?Tomorrow. No idea can foretell * A

We’re All Going To Die
I ran into a meditation friend at the market today. We talked briefly about our last group meditation and then she said she had to

“Spiritual Experiences”
My friend invited me to the Unitarian Church service in which she was leading the discussion—“spiritual experiences.” During the decade 1990’s I experienced many “spiritual

Raven Medicine Epiphany
A wild rabbit has been nibbling at the weeds at my front porch. Soon, I thought, the meager winter fare will be gone, most of

Ancestors of the Future
We are the ancestors of the future, holding out this little wild bouquet of humaneness, battered by the greed and soullessness of these dark times.

Hollyhocks Insistence
Nature is helpful and friendly. We know all about the other side of that story, the survival of the fittest—everything killing and eating everything else,

Trash Walk
I read an article by Anthony Doerr in Orion Magazine about walking. It reminded of what I realized this morning before Yoga: I haven’t been

Greatness in Humility
“Don’t be so humble, you’re not that great” Golda MeirOne thing that fascinates me about Downton Abbey, in addition to the gorgeous gowns and the

Sesshin* (Touching the Heart-Mind)
Yesterday, O Joy Whose body is here sitting? What matter that pain?Today, Why are we doing this anyway?Tomorrow. No idea can foretell * A

We’re All Going To Die
I ran into a meditation friend at the market today. We talked briefly about our last group meditation and then she said she had to

“Spiritual Experiences”
My friend invited me to the Unitarian Church service in which she was leading the discussion—“spiritual experiences.” During the decade 1990’s I experienced many “spiritual

Raven Medicine Epiphany
A wild rabbit has been nibbling at the weeds at my front porch. Soon, I thought, the meager winter fare will be gone, most of

Ancestors of the Future
We are the ancestors of the future, holding out this little wild bouquet of humaneness, battered by the greed and soullessness of these dark times.