I am posting every day on Medium.com. This is one of my recent contributions there. Am going to start sharing here, by just copying the link--until I figure out a more elegant way to do this. Many blessings to you all. PLEASE CLICK HERE TO READ THE POST.
Every morning, I do my bathroom routine: brush my teeth, shower, dress, whatever — then I meditate. I make sure to get that all in before the day starts in earnest.
Really? As in, the day didn’t start ‘in earnest’ the minute I opened my eyes? Like everything that came between opening my eyes and leaving for work was just the fake part of the day, not the earnest part? And what does “make sure to get that in” mean? ...Read More
Twenty-three years ago, I walked into my first yoga class. A friend had suggested it, having noticed I was a little high strung. I drank four double-talls a day, my back hurt all the time, and I yelled a lot. So I took him up on it. It was the weirdest experience. I asked my body to do such unfamiliar things; but when I walked out, although I knew I’d be sore the next day, I felt like I’d had a massage—from the inside.
The class was taught by Aadil Palkhivala, one of the foremost yoga teachers in the world. But I didn’t know that. All I knew ...Read More
Are you anything like me?
A mistake is made. You got drunk and said things you really wished you hadn’t. Or you summoned all your courage and spoke something out loud and it totally blew up in your face. Or it’s the Terrible Thing From Your Past. You just keep thinking about it, even though the moment is long gone and nobody even cares anymore.Read More
I will always remember my first private yoga session. We didn’t do anything dramatic or even particularly difficult. He just kept pointing me back into my present, physical experience as I moved through certain poses. At the end of it, I felt like my shoulders, my arms, legs, feet, my mind, my heart had all been massaged from the inside. Years of depression gave way to the very first glimmerings of hope...Read More
I’m grateful today for the countless beings connected to me…
the woman on the assembly line that installed the door handles on the left side of the truck that delivered my package yesterday.Read More
Gang Chivalry on the Rise
Father Throws Gay Son “Out!
Woman’s Body Found. . .Read More
My best stuff comes while I’m walking my dog. Putting one foot in front of the other, every morning at around the same time, seems to invite a deep conversation between me and the Spirit that walks with me. So I’m walking Tashie, and I notice that my head is pitched forward, the back of my neck is tight, my teeth are clenched and...Read More
I’ve been all over the map lately: disbelief, rage, hope, despair, calm, frustration. I’ve also been watching myself go there. Paying attention, being mindful...Read More
this is a pile of laundry
remember the value of
work, mistakes, growth, mud, sweat, wrinkles, stains, carelessness...Read More
Within us all, there is a capacity to live our lives for the benefit of all. Call it the divine spark or the awakened mind, Buddha nature, whatever--we all have it...Read More
Leave the old behind, and start fresh with the new!
Wait, you know what? Don't. In fact, yeah...don't do that anymore...Read More
Today I’m turning inward. It’s a wintertime thing.
The newsfeed is fading, and I’m answering the pull from the depths...
Till I was in my twenties, my experience of cemeteries had always been tightlipped and somber. All the unwound knots remained tangled in my belly...Read More