Mid-January waitingfor a yellow song of sunshine,for a little light,for forsythia blooms of blessingsfor my love to get out of surgery A woman in coverallspeppered in yellow paintwaits for the hallway elevator;it opens to spill a sunburst of laughterthen little light blessings of, “Have a good day!”as three transported strangersemerge and part ways Yellow-spattered cheersilently … More Waiting Room
I did not write a poem today,sat with a warm plate ofpotato pancakes, a cup of coffee,and watched big flakes of snow fall instead I did not write a poem today,but read an essay on storytellingabout how one’s life storychanges with the telling I did not write a poem today,slipped on yoga pants and droveto … More I Did Not Write a Poem Today
If I pause as I do this morning I can feel clouds behind my eyelids and the ache on my tail bone where I slipped last night shattering my wine glass on the carpet in the dining room “Good thing you drink white wine,” he said as he picked up the shards and scrubbed chardonnay … More Post Anniversary Pause
Mindful meditationgives me practice ofnoticing the coming andgoing of my breath,my thoughts Until Jack, the cat, jumps on the tabledisrupting art suppliesgiving me practice ofnoticing the coming andgoing of my attention He’s my furry Buddha buddy Photo of Jack disrupting my art table in the room where I meditate.
When I look at stars on a clear nightI know the light I see maybe emitted a million years pastmight come from a now-extinct starby the time its light reaches my eyesbut I notice the light and sigh When awakened by the bird singing outside my windowI know the trill I hear has already ceasedby the time it reaches my earbut I notice the song and sigh When I feel my exhalationdispersed into a breezeI know that particular breathis already gone foreverbefore I inhale againbut I notice the life and sigh * Bardo is the Tibetan term for the intermediate state or gap we experience between death and our … More Bardos*
While plunked down in stillness when I want to keep moving I find it’s a grand time to remind myself to notice the layers and layers of now Like the lawns flocked with shadows, clouds covering clouds, and maybe the crescendo of katydid calls all harmonizing in complex moments with my heartbeat and my breath … More As We Wait
Coronavirus pandemic times require that we notice our hands with intent keeping hands away from the face The challenge now is what to do if you have an itch on your nose? or a drop of tear in your eye? Times now challenge us to just let the itch sit for a while notice the … More Facing the Itch
In a hurry to get to meditation to ease our suffering souls do we disregard the homeless ones shivering on the corner? Photo by Zac Durant courtesy of Unsplash
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Waiting for the results of his MRI I’m on the verge of tears. My musings last night of whether to pack one swimsuit or two for our beach vacation lingers as a surreal memory This is the present moment. Clinging to a vacation now canceled instead of living this actual experience of waiting in a … More Each Moment Is Absolute
Wind Rush 