I find out, again and again, that the world carries on without me.

A pause allows body, soul and brain to assimilate the new...

There is a sacredness in tears….They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues…

These practices can offer a little sense of relief from the stress of living in this crazy world. Most of them are conveniently portable.

"Consider daily sitting practice to be a kind of spiritual food." That's a lovely thought. I like food. But what happens when I get hungry?

I laughed out loud. And there it was, my opportunity for shared humor--and shared humanity.

Can we honor our common grief, our common tendencies to slide into all-or-nothing in the aftermath of these terrible traumatic events?

There is a lighter side to Le Guin, however, which she shared in her lovely four-book Catwing series for children.

After all these years I'm still amazed when those minuscule seeds grow into plants hundreds of times bigger than their infant selves.

Two poems about loss & hope--one from a grand river, and one from a small creek in the wilderness.

He touched the lives of millions around the world, faithfully scattering seeds of peace, compassion, mindfulness, non-violence, humor & joy.

A few months ago I had a dream about my dad, who died in 2007. He was talking on the phone with two rather verbally abusive people...

Don't discount those small kindnesses you offer to others. Tiny things can matter as much as big.

A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be–to be, And oh, to lose. A thing for fools, this, And a holy thing, a holy thing to love.

No one could discern the roots of that terror. It was strangely elusive, perhaps from a time or place where there were no words.

I didn't feel good there, but sometimes I felt a little less bad. A tiny shift, but it was a start.

I know what it's like to be bullied--there's fear, humiliation and frustration as someone bigger & stronger taunts & threatens you.

"If stories come to you, care for them....learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food."

Otherness is an odd--and cosmic--corollary to oneness. Otherness in a relationship can take many forms. There are big differences like...

"Her purring rose like a hymn to home above the noise of the Great Storm-Cat. Such music had not reached his ears since the dawn of time."