Love and Grief
Grief is a way of loving what has slipped from view. Love is a way of grieving what has not
Category: Personal
Zombie America
America is under racist assault. It has been this way for centuries—as though a cult of the undead, the empty
Things I Can No Longer Do #1
There is nothing further left for me in data-heavy climate tracts. I have to turn away now. I don’t want to know—at least not in the cognitive sense of knowing–because I already know.
Stray Thoughts
Here by the water the only constant is the wind, the waves behave as if they couldn’t be bothered to
Gratitude
Gratitude, I am your listening post,perched on the shoulders of mountains,in the grasses, in your granite faces,reclining in the long
No Time To Lose
Reading Andrew Harvey’s 1994 book, The Way of Passion, about Rumi’s relationship with his teacher Shams i-Tabriz is a riveting and enlightening dive into the poetry Rumi produced from that time.
This Time
In this time of Covid, economic upheaval, the climate monster bearing down on us, unrest and uncertainty, many are suffering.
Emergence
Whatever else it might mean, emergence implies the most intimate character of life, a constant unfolding of arising and disappearing,
My Lineage
My lineage is the vast space of Longchenpa, the precision of Jigme Lingpa, the tickster Patrul Rinpoche and heart of
At Sea
A portal appears. I am bathed in light, warm, soft, welcoming, forgiving, familiar. It fills me with a reminder of
Spontaneous Presence 