There are two reasons, I suspect, why I keep a distance from the world in almost whatever form it appears. Well, other than the offerings of saints, nature, art, fellow travelers who know they’re on the inner road to everywhere, and anyone standing in front of me I can serve in the moment. One, […]
I’ve been knocked around my whole life by the following question: To live in the ferocious blaze of Eternal Divinity, what must I attempt to remember in every moment? Big toe in decade nine, here’s what I’ve learned so far:
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Getting out of my car upon arriving home I came upon a dead rabbit in the gravel driveway. It had been there a short while, not long enough to attract bugs. Clearly, I had run over it, the tire track on its corpse being conspicuous. It must have happened when I backed out earlier in
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Halloween, 30 years ago today, having been in love for just shy of two decades, Dear and I moved from Bloomfield, New York to Moscow, Vermont. It was, you might say, a reaffirmation of our commitment we labeled “Go Big Or Stay Home.” Ever since, some powerful forms of surrender to the vastness of our
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This is my contribution to our collective turn of mind and heart as we note 9/11 twenty-one years later. A sliver of ficton from a novel of mine.
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SING I love singing with this song as loud as I can as frequently as I can. I call it meditation with a big mouth. Some words, they can’t be spoken, only sung So hear a thousand voices shouting love There’s a place There’s a time In this life When you sing
Dedicated to the three sons of my friend Scott Every once in a while I sob uncontrollably. Not from sadness, but from feeling the pain of human suffering throughout the world while also feeling the many ways I have been blessed with teachers and experiences that help me navigate that suffering—sometimes even gracefully. Just
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