Each of us has a story, has been stuck, has suffered affliction of one form or another. Our challenge then, remains an opportunity. See one another. Hold space for one another. Be. When you are in that place in you, and I am in that place in me, we are one.Read More Rx. Breathe, nature, self-care.
Cultivating joy means noticing when I’m joyful, and when I’m not. It means accepting what is, and living with an intention to cultivate joy.Read More Cultivating Joy.
Compassion and curiosity toward self remain key in healing and releasing “monsters” of self-doubt, criticism.Read More Compassion, Curiosity for Monsters.
Showing up is important. Not only showing up for other people, but showing up for yourself. Lately, I’ve been showing up for myself by sharing my ideas. By embracing the inevitable vulnerability of sharing something personal–your art– in a way that is open for public critique. Preparing for a presentation to an international audience of […]Read More Showing up.
The ability to gaze out a window. To see onto a world, to impose meaning on it. Is such a gift. I cherish this gift, and position myself throughout the day to have as much exposure as possible to nature and the outside world. As a scholar and teacher I write and engage in indoor […]Read More Gazing out a window.
Learning to listen. To a calling, deep inside. Turning inward to notice. No longer hidden– A desire to connect. With higher purpose. Through expression. Through teaching. Through silence. Through sleep. My dreams bring visions of translations of Sanskrit verses Yet here I am–awakened to the sounds of babes Crying, whining, cajoling me back to awareness. […]Read More Learning to listen.
Honoring the here and now. Accepting what is. Accepting what isn’t. Noticing anticipation of what is to come. The could be. Noticing regret of what was. The should have. Come home to witness. Honoring the now. The sweetness of joy tastes sweeter. The depth of frustration grips tighter. The ebb and flow offer relief and […]Read More Honoring the now.
I awoke this morning to notice. I noticed restless slumber, so I read a book. I noticed bodily aches, so I flowed on a yoga mat. I noticed streams of thought, and am writing. Tuning into emotional, bodily, and thoughtful awareness I come into being, still guided by a sense of seeking. Of seeking greater […]Read More Tuning in.
Breathing in and out, I sit to write as the day closes. One babe just blinked his eyes closed, while another reads. Today has brought both joy and frustration. Compromises and love. I find myself at the end of the day, happy, yet somehow unsatisfied. I have writing projects that need attention. I turn away […]Read More How do you measure a day?
When taking time to do something, or be somewhere, or with someone Time itself doesn’t matter; it needn’t enter into consciousness. My favorite ways of taking time occur as bookends to the day. A long breakfast, children shrieking and laughing, only silent while eating. Standing in the kitchen, enjoying coffee while cooking. Then again to […]Read More Taking time.