Every now and again I bump up against the notion that my spiritual practice should not be for or about me. I bristle at this idea because I have been taught that self-care is essential and comes first. How can I help others if… Continue Reading “It’s All About Me . . . Sort Of . . . Not Really”
Master Yoda says, “Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny.” I say, How you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny. As much as I adore Star Wars, the one thing about the Jedi… Continue Reading “What the Jedi Get Wrong”
For Christmas my mother gave me a necklace of three pine trees etched onto a little gold circle, and a pinecone charm on a gold chain with a card that read “Vive Gamache!”. Armand Gamache is the main character in the Three Pines book… Continue Reading “Three Pines”
Today Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word. I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little, the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten. And so forth.… Continue Reading “Silence”