Negative introspection damages the soul… You cannot dredge the depths of the of the soul with the meager light of self-analysis. The inner world never reveals itself cheaply. Perhaps analysis is the wrong way to approach our inner dark.
I have started reading Bill Plotkin’s latest book, Wild Mind (Get it HERE). So far, I love it! I am only four chapters in at this point, but there is so much that is coming up for me… as is most often the case with Plotkin’s books. I look forward to writing more on the book from a more personal perspective.
I had to post this… it’s the original reference to what I mentioned in my last post. And the parallels are so wonderfully significant! As Kingfishers Catch Fire As king fishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s Bow swung […]
…or at least what we are looking for, obsessed with, or troubled by. Paying attention is perhaps one of the best things we can do. What are YOU dwelling on?
After a week of allergies and a week of a sinus infection and lost voice, I realized that I do not like spring allergies. No thanks to that massive juniper tree casually tossing its spring pollen right through my front door. I do not like this. And I do not like going through roles and […]
My heart melts
In times of transition, it’s only natural for me to think about where I have gone and how far I have come. It is all about what we choose to look at. The real question is whether we are living into our sacred dance, the work that is written on our souls to do.
Yes it’s true. That sweet little girl, who got on the bus and asked if she could talk to me while I drove… she threw up right before she got off at her stop. I heard her whimpering as she asked, “Can I have a wastebasket?” I knew it was motion sickness as she got a bit […]
My anticipation has been rising in leaps and bounds for our upcoming Modern Monk Retreat at Breitenbush hot springs (October 26-28). If only my spiritual life was growing and expanding at such a rapid pace. I have been contemplating a possible slogan for our retreat. “Modern Monk – I’m not so good at this and so can […]
Whew… found this from 2008. How poignant in our election time, once again. A little angsty, so not quite where i am now, but a voice from the past (or from us all?) that deserves to be heard… Longing, looking for that safe place That Space where I don’t have to hide, Where I can […]
My roommates used to say I was an old man in a young man’s body. The things that come out of my mouth may not have the same weight as if I had a bit more gray hair or more wrinkles. Gravitas comes with age. I’m finding my own voice…