what happens when i meditate

i sit down. rumble round to get comfortable. and the flow begins —     meditation, so they say ————— and all these little devils arise. one by one. a discomfort here, an idea there . . .  each one a…


DEAR VIRUS

written during the Inner Journey Zoom meeting 4/8/2020, where we always share possible topics and then follow our muse to write or doodle whatever we like -- all are welcome (18+) Dear Virus, I’ve…


love in the time of 'stay-at-home'

did Gautama / Buddha set a timer when he sat for meditation? did Jesus have an agenda when he went to the desert to pray and feel the breeze?  after all, the ancients thought the breeze was the 'holy…


LESSONS LEARNED WHILE WAITING OUT A PANDEMIC (so far)

When I sit more often and do nothing ( = meditation), I have a much better sense of my life, where I am going, what holds me back from my dreams.  And those ‘holdings back’ get loosened and melt away…


a conversation within myself…

how easy it is to feel that some myth was truly the one to follow some movie, some story, some history/herstory/theirstory, some real happening… it doesn’t matter how one defines ‘myth’… in any……


PILGRIMAGE IN A PANDEMIC

do the neighbors up the street think me strange for going a few times a day to stand under their tree? for looking up under it at the pink and blue at the birds that swim through at the…


BOTH / AND

BOTH / AND at 12:15pm, i sit in my living room (same thing every day) at 4pm, something different every day (dancing in my living room yesterday, tai chi / qigong in my backyard today...naked feet,…


a whole world

even when feeling incomplete, a whole world unto oneself -- Brian Shircliff  


grief: because to return to old ways of life only leads to death

i grieve i grieve the ill the dead those who care for them for those who wish they did i grieve for ones who have not yet awakened that this is a brand new day but most of all i grieve my life, for…


DAY ZERO, YEAR ZERO

DAY ZERO, YEAR ZERO Something in me knew I needed to finish this book I had begun over a year ago . . . When We Rise by activist Cleve Jones. In it, Jones chronicles his ‘life in the movement’ for…