Wilderness Love

As Mom came around the corner and saw it, she gasped, stumbled against me and started to cry.  “There are Continue reading →

Words for a Bad Day

I can’t make it stop hurting. You’ll have to do that yourself, and you’ll get it done. I know you. Continue reading →

Mrs. Stanley’s Lesson

It’s how these things so often happen. Early on a Monday morning in about 1979, after I had finished meditating, Continue reading →

Be gentle enough

Like a fawn, the tiny girl stands nearby and says nothing. She watches it all and still stays silent, safe Continue reading →

Why Do It?

Practicing simple meditation eases pain—physical, mental and spiritual pain. Meditating means sitting in silence. I learn how to let my Continue reading →

Meditation # 2. Under the Lilacs

I kneel in soft, long grass. Sweet bushes arch overhead. The lilac scent colors the quiet like puffs of magical Continue reading →

Meditation #1. The Holy Spring

Sheep wander around me, slow round puffs with faces. An Irish mountainside slopes up to gnarled crags. The sea moves Continue reading →

The Comforter

  [Painting: The Best Of Dreams, by Liliya Garipova]   It happened while I was jogging on a wooded path Continue reading →