It is the world that is enlightened and we who are intermittent. Like radios, we struggle through our static to receive wave lengths that are always there, and, being human, we are unable to sustain the clarity necessary to apprehend the magic inherent in...
The soul hovers like a sun within: burning its way out without ever leaving center. We call this—the burning out—passion. From where does our passion come? It is not taught. It is only allowed through. Or not. When resisted, it carves out the heart daily. When allowed...
“A man raised a baby swan in a glass jar, but as the bird grew it became stuck in the jar. The man was caught now, for the only way to free the thing was to break the jar, killing the swan.” Zen saying This parable speaks powerfully to the clear containments we set...
We come with all these parts and no instructions how they go together. It is so tempting to want the answers before we begin the journey. We like to know our way. We like to have maps. We like to have guides. But we are more like a breathing puzzle, a living bag of...
There are two ways to feel wind: climb into the open and be still or keep moving. Everyone alive embodies both being and doing. The wind we create by running is the energy of becoming, and the wind that comes to us by stilling ourselves is the energy of being. Being...
